Joy Forbes was a little apprehensive when Tom announced that he would escort her home. For the last few weeks Tom's flirting had become bolder, and the hot glances he had flashed her way during the dinner party had practically telegraphed his intentions...
Tom and Beth Jenkins had invited her to dinner. It was one of the many kindnesses her next door neighbors had shown to her in the three months of her widowhood. Now as Joy moved toward the front door, she murmured that she really didn't need an escort next door to her house.
"Don't be silly, Joy," Beth Jenkins said with a smile. "A rapist can strike anywhere this day and time. Our little neighborhood is no longer safe. Remember that poor girl last month got raped not two blocks from here. Let Tom see you home. We'll both feel better."
"Sure," Tom said quickly, matching his wife's smile as he leveled a lewd gaze on Joy. "You can't be too careful, Joy."
"Well, all right," she said softly, a slight tremor shaking her knees. "Thanks again, Beth, for having me over."
"Don't mention it, dear," Beth said with a wave of her hand. "Tom and I are determined not to let you close yourself up in the house and stop living. You're too young and pretty for that. Besides, poor Glen wouldn't want you to become an old maid at thirty."
"See you later," she said to Beth as Tom took her arm and led her out of the house.
Any mention of Glen still brought tears to her eyes, and now was no different. The crisp night air seemed to burn her moist eyes as she strolled beside Tom toward her house next door. She kept telling herself that she and Glen had enjoyed "ten wonderful, happy years at marriage. She knew that was unusual by today's standards, but it didn't lessen the hurt and bitterness she felt at his loss. His death had been so senseless and such a waste.
Glen was a welder for a commercial construction company. Three months ago, while working on a new high rise downtown, he had slipped and fallen fifteen stories. At thirty-three he was dead, leaving Joy substantial company benefits and their house free and clear. She would receive monthly benefits for the rest of her life, but the financial security was small comfort without Glen.
She shuddered feeling a chill that had nothing to do with the night air. Tom squeezed her arm as they stepped onto her front porch.
"You're shaking like a leaf, Joy," he said, peering into her face. "You don't feel very safe living alone, do you?"
"It isn't that," she said softly, fighting back the sobs. "I still miss Glen so much."
Tom embraced her, then took her key and unlocked the door. "I'll pour you a stiff drink," he said, moving straight toward the kitchen cabinet that housed what was left of Glen's bourbon.
Joy accepted the drink and sipped it as Tom smiled at her.
"Ah, that's better," he said. "That's bringing a pretty rose-color back to your cheeks."
"Thanks, Toni," she said. "And thanks for walking me home."
He took the glass from her hands and sat it down on the coffee table. He moved against her and slipped his arms around her waist.
"Everything Beth said about you being too young and pretty to mourn the rest of your life is true," he whispered. "You don't need me to tell you that. You're wound tight as a cheap watch, and we both know why."
She blinked and returned his gaze. "Please, Tom," she whispered. "I'm exhausted and Beth will be expecting you back."
"Stop trying to ignore it, Joy," he persisted.
"You and Glen had a normal, healthy relationship. Let's stop pussyfooting about it. Your sex life died the minute Glen fell off that building. That was three months ago, and that's too long for a passionate woman like you to be without a man," Joy chuckled hoarsely. "And you're volunteering?"
He smirked. "Hey, you could do a lot worse!"
Tom Jenkins was about forty with salt and pepper hair and a tanned, even featured face. He kept himself trim with daily jogging through the neighborhood, and Joy had to admit she had occasionally felt a stirring of excitement in her cunt when he flirted with her. But now, with memories of Glen lingering in her mind and heart, Joy wasn't exactly in the mood for his seduction. Besides, Beth had proved to be a special friend to Joy since Glen's' death. Tonight's dinner party was just one such example. She didn't feel right accepting Tom's advances because of Beth. She didn't want to betray her friend.
Still, she couldn't deny the truth of what Tom had said. Many times during the past three months, Joy had felt the pressure of unspent passion seemingly throbbing inside her cunt. It wasn't unusual for her pussy lips to quiver involuntarily and her cunt to moisten as she went about her daily routine of cleaning and cooking. She could be in bed reading a magazine and her clit would start twitching and her tits would tingle. Horny sensations would zip through her senses until she would masturbate to several climaxes.
"Please, Tom," she whispered. "I don't need any complications in my life right now."
"We both know what you need," he rasped, pulling her tighter against her and squeezing his hands into her asscheeks.
She gasped and squirmed automatically. She felt the hard throbbing of his cock through the thin material of his slacks, and an instant blush colored her cheeks. Tingling sensations spiraled up and down her spine, igniting dormant desires.
Before she could stop him, Tom was kneeling down in front of her with his head about to move under her skirt. She trembled and tried weakly to push him away.
"Tom!" she hissed.
"Don't fight your feelings any longer," he mumbled, slipping his hands under her skirt.
With a suddenness that startled her, Tom yanked her panties down and pressed his lips firmly against her naked pussy. She tried to move his head away, but he held fast.
"Stop, Tom!" she hissed. "This is wrong!", 'Your wet pussy is making a liar out of you, Joy," he said, his hot breath bathing her downy, blonde cunt muff. "You want this as much as me."
She moaned when he flicked his tongue over her clit. She shuddered involuntarily and almost dropped herself on his face. It felt so good! At the same time she almost wept with the realization that a man other than Glen was tonguing her cunt.
In the ten years of her marriage she had never once cheated on Glen. Of course, she had been tempted a couple of times, but knowing Glen would be beside her in beet that night had always been enough to steady her passions and steel her adventuresome spirit.
"You shouldn't be doing that!" she mumbled.
"You shouldn't be fighting it," he snapped, suddenly pushing her down on the sofa and spreading her thighs apart.
She sat gasping and stunned as Tom quickly bunched her skirt up around her waist. He wedged his head back between her shapely thighs and thrust his tongue up and down her cunt, whipping her juicy pussy pulp with his tongue tip.
"Please, don't!" she sobbed even as she grabbed hold of his. head and tilted her ass back.
He moved his hands under her ass and squeezed her firm, round asscheeks while she stared down on his head. The lewd vision excited her almost as much as the wonderful feeling of his tongue and lips dancing up and down her creamy pussy.
She had always loved having Glen's mouth on her pussy;' He used to tease her sensitive clit with his teeth in such a way that drove her wild with lust and desire. He had a talented tongue that never failed to sear her pink: pussy meat and cause her a thunderous orgasm. Now, having a man's lips pressed into her spasming cunt folds brought back the flood of happy memories.
Slowly, she sank back against the sofa and closed her eyes. She let her mind wander and pretended it was Glen down between her thighs, and it was his face buried against her pussy, giving her the tremendous thrills now shooting through her entire body.
Then gradually, her mind couldn't let her pretend. As good a cuntlapper as Glen had been, Tom was proving to be even more talented. She couldn't deny the difference. Tom had obviously had lots of experience eating pussy, and he was busy using that experience now. Her cunthole was spasming and convulsing wildly, and slick, hot juice was already flowing from her cunt cavern.
She kept her hands on his head and no longer tried to push him away. She was past the point of stopping. Her long frustrated passions now engulfed her, leaving her powerless to stop his lusty pussylapping.
His moist breath and sucking lips turned her pussy to quivering jello. She grabbed his hair and pulled him against her.
"Suck harder, Tom!" she pleaded. "Don't stop! Please, just suck my pussy harder!"
He grunted and snorted and pulled her ass close to the edge of the sofa. His tongue was everywhere now, licking up and down the hairy, slippery lips of her cunt.
She wiggled and squirmed when he sucked on her clit. She spread her legs as wide as possible when he moved his hands from her ass to her cunt. She panted for breath when he pried her cuntlips open and distended her pussy hole. He stiffened the tip of his tongue and used it like a cock. He tried to move it inside her and almost succeeded as Joy shuddered and gave a guttural whine of pleasure.
He worked on her pussy in skilled, precise movements. The overwhelming sensation rocked through her and soon she had rested her legs on his shoulders. She started to hump, pushing her cunt against his face, encouraging him when he worked his tongue in a circular motion over her entire pussy.
"Ooohhhhhhh, Tom!" she shrieked.
"Ooooohhh fuck, that's so nice! Keep doing it, Tom! God, I've needed this for so long!"
She squeezed her thighs against his head as the arched his tongue up into her seething cunthole. She shrieked repeatedly and humped wildly, ramming her pussy against his darting, skewering tongue. She thrilled to the way he sucked at her pussy like a vacuum cleaner. His talented tongue was doing a real number on her pussy, and Joy was delirious with wanton sensation.
"Mmmmm, tasty little cunt!" Tom mumbled. "Fucking crime the way you've kept this sugary little pussy all locked up. It was made for a man!"
Joy gasped and squealed, her breathing becoming so labored that only hoarse rasps escaped her throat.
"Ooooohhhh, Tom, you're making me so horny!" she hissed. "Oh, damn, my pussy is burning!"
Tom responded by sucking more vigorously on her cunt. She had never had a man eat her pussy so eagerly. The few timid attempts several of her dates had made at satisfying her with their tongues during her teenage years had been unceremonious failures. A few quick laps of a tongue, and the young men had figured their dues had been paid. Then later with Glen, Joy had thought she was getting supreme treatment because her husband usually made her come with his mouth and tongue. But now, 'compared to the fierce tonguing Tom was giving her pussy, Joy realized this was her first real experience with an accomplished pussy-eater. Tom was devouring her steamy, slick cunt meat, and obviously loving every second of it.
His saliva and her rich pussy nectar thoroughly soaked her cunt. She felt the dampness seep down to her ass and the sofa cushions as her arousal intensified. Her thighs shook as delightful tremors attacked her, but Tom managed to keep her legs draped across his shoulders as he feasted on her delicious pussy.
"Oooh, this is so wonderful!" she squealed, humping furiously now, ramming her pussy boldly against his face. "God, yes, Tom! Eat my pussy! Eat it up!"
"Unbutton your blouse and pull your tits out," he said, his voice muffled against her pussy mound. "Your big boobs will make perfect handles."
"Yes, yes, yyyeeesss!" she gasped, obeying him without hesitation.
As soon as Joy had unbuttoned her blouse and freed her huge tits from her bra, Tom reached up and started fondling her full, ripe titmelons. He grunted as he closed his hands over them, all the while never interrupting the vigorous tonguing he was giving her cunt.
"Ohhhhh, yes, Tom!" she hissed, sensations exploding throughout her trembling body. "Yes, darling! That feels so good! Please don't stop! Oh, fuck; it's wonderful to feel like a woman again!"
He pinched and probed her nipples, making them swell even larger as they tingled from the raw excitement flooding through "her body.
Joy was still aware of everything that was happening. The pent-up lust now allowed to flow through her was spinning her senses and threatening to overload her nerves, but she managed to stay alert and to savor the glorious feelings. She was well beyond the point of denying how much she needed this sexy attention. She knew she wanted it, and she knew it had been much too long since she had last felt such great pleasure. Strangely enough, having his head between her legs where she couldn't see his face made everything that much more exciting and intriguing.
She began stroking his hair while he made loud, slurping sounds against her juicy cunt. His tongue was drilling in and out of her spasming cumhole, and each second brought additional pleasures to her. With her cunt soaked with juice and saliva, Joy felt a gigantic climax about to hit her. She tried to brace herself for the inevitable explosion, but her muscles continued to spasm out of control.
"Oh, oohhh, Tom!" she gasped, twisting and squirming on the sofa, rocking her head from side to side. "I'm about to come! Oh, no, nnnooo, I'm about to come so hard!"
"Let go, Joy!" he hissed into her pussy. "Let it come, baby! You're about to slip over the edge! Come on, juice my mouth!"
She moved her hands over his as he kneaded and squeezed her tits. He cupped her heavy tits and fondled them roughly as her excitement increased. The overheated widow screamed passionately, knowing her control was rapidly evaporating.
"Eat me! Eat my pussy!" she yelled. "Oh, God, my pussy is gonna explode!"
"You'll survive it," Tom chuckled, his lips still pressed against her quivering pussy lips.
Then the deep trembling erupted inside her fuck-tunnel. A ball of heat swelled and tumbled forward, jarring her senses as it progressed between her quaking cuntwalls and rocked her drenched pussy-lips. Wild spasms gripped her pussy membranes as her cunt sucked on Tom's tongue. Thick clear juice splashed from her convulsing fuck-tube and gushed into his mouth and over his chin.
Joy shrieked as the massive explosion sent wave after wave of ecstasy. Her smoldering pussy vibrated and tensed and her tits heaved in his hands. It had been so long since she had felt this kind of tremendous pleasure. So fucking long! How could she have gone so long without enjoying this special ecstasy? The question lingered on her lips as she savored her mighty climax.
Once the orgasm began to taper off, Tom delighted her by starting to flick his tongue over her clit. Her pussy and inner thighs were coated with her cunt-slime, but Tom didn't seem to mind as he kept his face plastered against her pussy. "Oh, shit, what are you doing to me?" she gasped, knowing full well what Tom was doing.
Electric sparks sizzled her clit as his tongue tirelessly whipped it. Very soon her entire cunt was twitching and trembling and heating up for another massive orgasm. She held onto his head and writhed her ass on the sofa. She forced his mouth up and down her cunt slit as she felt a second climax approach.
"Yes, yyyeeesss, Tom!" she wailed. "Suck me out, darling! Suck my pussy dry! Make me come again and again!"
The second orgasm hit her quickly. Her pussy spasmed violently as she rocked and bounced against Tom's mouth. She heard his slurping sounds as he gulped her gushing nectar.
"I'm coming again!" she cried. "Oooohhhh, Tom, your tongue is gonna kill me!"
He snickered as he grabbed her asscheeks and buried his face in her coot muff. She fell back against the sofa and squeezed her thighs around his head. Her big tits heaved up and down and she grabbed and squeezed them as her cunt juices drenched his sucking mouth.
He used his mouth expertly, keeping it glued to her cuntlips while drilling his tongue like a pistoning cock in and out of her slippery fuck-tunnel. He had a way of flicking his tongue around between her shuddering cuntwalls that intensified the pleasure of her orgasm. He employed the delightful technique repeatedly, making Joy belch and yelp guttural little gasps as her body jerked and twitched.
Finally, exhaustion filtered through her, leaving her limp and wilted. She slumped against the sofa cushions and her trembling legs fell off his shoulders. Her labored breath kept her big tits heaving up and down, and Joy realized what a wanton spectacle she must be.
She smiled. weakly at Tom when he slowly pulled his face away from her juice-sloppy cunt. He grinned and licked his glistening lips.
"Some tasty treat, Joy," he said, smacking his lips as he stood up between her splayed legs.
"Oh, Tom," she breathed. "I'm beginning to understand why Beth always seems to have a smile on her face. You've got a marvelous tongue, mister."
"I don't get any complaints," he retorted as he began unbuckling his belt and unsnapping his slacks.
Joy gazed at him, but it was several seconds before her lust-numbed mind understood what he was doing. She blinked and found herself staring at Tom's prick. It jutted out from his fly, wobbling obscenely. She gasped at the sight and tried to stand. "Hey, not so fast," he said, chuckling and pressing her back down on the sofa. "You can't be afraid of this little fella."
Joy cleared her throat nervously, unable to take her eyes off his stiff, fat prick. It had been three long months since she had gazed at a man's cock. She quickly realized it had been years since she had seen a cock other than her husband's. Nervous tremors rumbled through her.
"Tom, won't Beth be wondering what's taking so long?" she said, her whispered tone breaking.
"Who cares?" he snapped, thrusting his engorged cockhead toward her face.
She licked her dry lips as she gazed steadily at his enticing fuck-knob. Her thighs were still spread and her skirt was still bunched up around her waist. Gracefully, she leaned forward, reached out to cup his meaty balls with her trembling fingers, and extended her tongue carefully.
Joy was no longer concerned about Beth.
CHAPTER TWO
Joy was hypnotized by Tom's prick. She stroked it lovingly, savoring each throb as it pulsed against the palms of her hands. Her breath hissed out as she caressed his hairy, meaty balls. She was fascinated by the way they contracted under her light touch. It was as if she was rediscovering the look and feel of a man's hard, horny cock and jizz heavy balls.
Her mind recorded the image of Tom's prick as she compared it to her dead husband's. Her pussy lips convulsed involuntarily as she realized Tom's cock was fatter and longer. She whiffed the intoxicating aroma of his manly scent, and she purred.
"You act like you've never seen a man's cock before," Tom chuckled as he tenderly stroked her soft blonde hair.
"It has been a while," 'she murmured, hefting his ballbag with her fingers and watching his prick pulse.
"It's about time you got reacquainted," he said, thrusting his cockhead playfully against her moist lips. 'I know you haven't forgotten how to eat a cock."
"Mmmmm, it's like riding a bike," she cooed.
"Some things you just never forget how to do."
Trembling with erotic energy, Joy suddenly leaned forward and flashed her tongue over the mushroom head of his cock. Shock waves of pleasure washed over her. She moaned and licked her tongue down his veiny shaft to his come-bloated nuts.
"Ahhhhh," she groaned. "I love it so much," she sighed as she coated his balls with her warm saliva.
It was true. Joy had never tired of sucking off Glen. She had loved the praise he used to shower on her every time she sucked his cock and licked his balls. Now she found herself anxious to prove her talent to Tom. She wanted to show him she was just as accomplished with her mouth and tongue as he was with his.
Tom's breath heaved as Joy nibbled on his balls with her lips, then teased his male eggs with her swiping tongue. She twisted her head around and gulped his entire ballsac into her mouth. She sucked gently, savoring the furry warmth as she munched on his nuts and their leathery bag.
"Shit, a real nut cracker," Tom snickered, tugging lightly on her long blonde hair "I think you're a natural prick-teaser, baby."
"Be patient," she scolded with an amused grin as' she freed his nuts from her lips and winked up at him. "Remember, it's been a long time since I enjoyed this kind of meal."
"Eat it up, honey." he said. smiling. "Enjoy yourself. " Joy quickly got caught up in the pleasure of licking and nibbling on his fuck meat. She slapped her tongue over his cockshaft, soaking it with her spit as she marveled at the huge dimensions of it. It was a good two inches longer than Glen's, and Joy was already wondering how nice it would feel having this giant slab of cock crammed into her pussy.
Trembling:" she latched 'her lips 0 IDS' long,' t meaty prick and glided them up and down his veiny cockshaft.
"Damn, Joy, you sure haven't forgotten how to work a guy up into a real sweat!" he hissed, his hips starting to jerk involuntarily and his prick beginning to pump lightly against her lips.
Joy felt his cock throb against her hot lips.
She continued to nibble on his fuck shaft, working her eager mouth from his thick cock base to the tip of his bloated cockhead. Up and down, she glided her hot, wet mouth, nibbling and licking as Tom's groans of pleasure made her pussy churn and sizzle.
"I can't take this teasing bullshit any longer," he warned, suddenly jerking on her hair and forcing her mouth up to his swollen prick-knob. "Now dammit, open your mouth and take it inside. I'm ready to fuck your face."
Joy swooned as his masterful words bombarded her lust-drenched mind. Glen occasionally got aggressive and demanding in bed, and Joy had always appreciated it. She liked her man taking charge of the action.
She moaned passionately, feeling her pussy become mushy and hot as she tasted him. She grabbed his cockshaft in both hands and squeezed as she clamped her lips around the flared rim that separated his knob from his prick stalk. Spasms raced through her juicy pussy as Tom jerked frantically through her gripping fingers and viselike lips.
"Eat it," he hissed. "Now, Joy! Eat my cock!" he roared. "You've been dying to taste a man's prick for months. Stop stalling! Eat my fucking cock, and make it good!"
Joy's head was spinning. His throbbing cock and harsh, commanding words made her crazy with lust. Her mouth drooled as she started to suck on his cockhead. She began slowly, cautiously, savoring the flavor of his spongy fuckdome and the salty-sweet taste of his precome fluid that leaked from his pisser.
"Yeah, that's better!" he groaned as tremors rocked his body. "That's much fucking better!"
Suddenly, Joy couldn't still her own passion and she reacted impulsively. She gulped on Tom's fuck meat, drawing her cheeks in just as he lunged forward at her mouth. His cockshaft slid into her mouth, deeper arid deeper until she felt his fuck-knob hit her throat.
"Suck it, Joy!" he growled, jerking vigorously, ramming his cock hard against her throat, gagging her. "Suck it good and deep!"
She adjusted quickly, automatically to the pounding of his cockhead against her throat.
She jerked back instinctively and unintentionally caused his prick to pop from her mouth.
"Damn!" she hissed, lunging her head forward to snatch his saliva-slick hunk of fuck meat back between her lips.
"Like a fish out of water, eh?" Tom snorted, lacing his fingers behind her head and gripping the sides of her head with his palms. "Maybe you can't take all of it, Joy. Just do the best you can."
"I'll take it," she rasped, determination steeling her tone. "I'll take every fucking inch."
Tom chuckled. "That's the girl," he said. "I like your spirit."
She gripped his cockhead with her trembling lips, then quickly gobbled most of his cockshaft into her mouth. Moaning, she inched his throbbing cock toward her throat. Saliva flowed from her mouth and dribbled down over his balls and eventually formed a puddle on her skirt. Still she gulped, adjusting her tongue to make room for his clogging fuck meat. Then finally her lips tickled the thick, curly hair that clustered around the base of his cock, and she sighed happily, savoring the incredible sensations of having his entire fuck shaft lodged inside her hot mouth.
"Good work, honey," Tom snickered, stroking her blonde hair as his cock reaped and throbbed inside her stuffed mouth.
Slowly, he started withdrawing his cock. Joy squeezed her lips around his fat shaft, causing him to tug and struggle in his retreating efforts. She loved the wonderful friction that sizzled around her lips as his prick slipped back out of her mouth. Then, with only his bulbous cock-head inside her mouth, he stopped, leaving it there.
His body trembled and Joy took this opportunity to munch delicately on the swollen head of his prick. She wrapped her fingers around the fat base of his cock as she inched more and more of his fuck meat into her mouth.
She groaned, and shuddering spasms ripped through her cunt when his spongy cockhead once again nudged her throat. Womanly pride engulfed her as she held all of his fuck meat inside her mouth.
Tom pulled out again, this time faster, and Joy knew he was working up the pace of his face-fucking. She sizzled in arousal, anxious to meet the challenge of his drilling prick and to make his ecstasy match hers.
Suddenly he slammed the entire length of his fuck meat back into her gaping mouth, and Joy gurgled as his prick stretched her gullet. Her clinging lips repeatedly hit his cock-hair as her mouth accommodated his ramming prick.
"Oh, yes, Joy!" Tom roared, driving his cock in and out of her mouth. "Take it, baby! Suck it! Eat it! Oooh, yes!"
Joy gagged as her lips and nose repeatedly whacked against his groin. His cock drilled in and out of her mouth, piercing the moist ring of her lips and flaming the fires of her mighty lust. Sensations raged throughout her body, concentrating on the spasming center of her fuck-tunnel, as she gasped and sighed and continued gulping on his pile-driving prick.
"Good, baby!" he rasped. "Suck it! Yes, yyyeeesss! Eat my cock, Joy! Oh, fuck, you love it as much as I do! I knew you needed this!"
He slammed his prick in and out of her mouth, jerking his hips as he speared her mouth in frantic, desperate fuck strokes. His frenzy intensified until his cock blazed across her lips, creating a vicious heat and vibration.
Joy was in heaven as she raked her teeth lightly across his pounding fuck meat, giving him a new set of pleasures while he fucked her face. She slipped her hands around to his taut ass-cheeks and squeezed the hard flesh as he rammed his cock in and out of her mouth.
Joy moaned deep in her cock stuffed throat as her lips squeezed around his fuck meat. She felt the fierce shudders rattle through his body just as his prick leaped violently. Then, before she could think, his cock exploded, sending a foamy shower of spunk down her throat.
His climax was so abrupt that Joy was slightly unprepared for the burst of jism that instantly filled her mouth. The thick load momentarily choked her, but she managed to gulp most of it down. She swallowed hard, gobbling up the hot come in greedy gulps while keeping her lips locked around his throbbing fuck meat.
Tom grunted and groaned, his fingers twisting her soft curls and his entire body shivering. His spasming cock was like a huge hose gushing pulpy jism at full force, Through it all, Tom continued to heave his cock in and out of her mouth, slashing at her gulping throat until his spunk merely oozed and dribbled from his pisser.
"Suck it, Joy! Suck my balls dry!" he yelled.
"Drink every drop, honey! Swallow all of it!"
Joy swooned. With her head spinning and her cunt pulsing, she feasted on his spurting cock. Come flooded her mouth. Gurgling sounds came from her throat as her nails dug into his thrusting hips. She wanted every drop, and she sucked hard as if guzzling a precious drug.
Then Tom's tense, shuddering body seemed to wilt and he slumped against her. He fell forward and eased her down on the sofa, pinning her beneath him even as his cock slipped from her lips. He rested his face between her luscious tit-mounds, gasping for breath as his body continued to twitch with occasional spasms.
Joy moaned and wrapped her arms around his head. thrilling to the secure warmth of his weight resting on top of her. It had been so long since she had enjoyed a man's strength and had cradled a man in her arms. She squirmed slightly, then wrapped her legs around his waist. She trembled as she felt his saliva-wet prick nestle against her soupy pussy.
Gingerly. she humped her pussy up against his recuperating prick. thrilling to the electrical pleasures that zipped through her cunt. He stirred on top of her and started to nibble on her satiny titmelons.
"I think I created a monster," he chuckled. flicking his tongue out over her bulging tits. "Shit, Joy, you could fuck a guy to death."
"Should've thought about that before you volunteered for this duty. mister," she teased as she crushed his mouth to the flesh of her sensitive tits.
His chuckle was muffled by her titflesh as he feasted on 'the snowy mounds. He sucked hungrily on her tits while dipping "a hand between her wet thighs. He shifted his weight slightly and dragged a finger through the hot, syrupy tissues of her cunt.
Joy jerked her hips instantly as Tom's tormenting finger drove her crazy. She arched her back, jamming her tit into his mouth as she kept his face crushed in the soft, pliant flesh.
"That's so good," she cooed. "Yes, Tom darling. Chew my tits. I love having them sucked and licked."
Tom went from one tit to the other one, dividing his attention equally as he munched on her stiff, pink nipples and gobbled up her mammoth titmelons. He gulped as much of her tits into his mouth as possible, then sucked vigorously, making Joy groan lustily.
"Oooh, God, she wailed. "Oooh, yes, Tom! Suck my titties!"
Tom explored the creamy folds of her pussy with his fingers, lazily tracing through the mushy membranes and quickly bringing the horny widow to a feverish state of arousal. He toyed with her c t, rubbing the swollen little bud with a fingertip. From there, he fingered up and down her churning cunt slit, teasing the puffy lips of her pussy.
Joy humped up and down on the sofa, offering her juicy cunt to his probing fingers and hoping he would soon be able to replace his hand with his cock. Sensations sparked through her nerves, causing a throbbing ache as her desire pulsed inside her.
Suddenly, he plunged two stiffened fingers into her cunthole, rotating them in broad circles as he drilled them into her slippery fuck-tunnel. Twisting on her back and wailing happily, Joy trembled as she dragged his sucking mouth from one tit to the other. Her ass swiveled and her pussy pulsed rhythmically as her greedy cunt sucked up his fingers.
"Fuck me, Tom!" she shrieked. "Fuck me with your big, beautiful cock! Slam it into my cunt! Oh, fuck, I need a hard, big cock inside my pussy! I've waited so long to feel a horny prick fucking my pussy! Don't make me wait any longer, Tom! Please, darling! Please, fuck my pussy with your cock!"
Joy's whimpering pleas sounded faint to her own ears as her lust engulfed her. She felt his teeth on her tender nipples, and slivers of ecstasy knifed through her as she continued to hump up and down against his drilling digits.
"Give me what I need, Tom!" she wailed.
"Give me your cock! Fuck me now, darling!
"Fuck me!"
In her delirious state she wasn't sure exactly when he removed his stabbing fingers from her clit and placed his engorged fuck-knob against the wet socket of her pussy. All she knew was that his spongy prickhead was ready to wedge into her cunt and fill her fucktunnel with what had been missing for so many weeks. She gasped and squealed, humping her pussy eagerly up at his cockhead, hoping to impale herself on him and to finally soothe the aching lust torturing her cunthole.
Suddenly, he lifted his face off her tits, grinned down at her and ripped into her shuddering cunthole with one hard punching stab. He groaned as his fuck meat sank into the steamy heat of her pussy passage.
"Ohhhhh, Joy!" he growled as her cunt muscles gripped his cock and greedily milked his prick shaft. "Oooh, yeah, baby! Shit, your pussy feels so hot and tight!"
Joy's body stiffened as Tom's cock tore into her fuck-chamber. For a second, pain flooded her, forcing her to recall vivid memories of the long ago evening a high school boy took her virgin cherry. Her face twisted as her hot breath hissed from her mouth.
"Tom! Oh, Tom!" she rasped, a mixture of agony and lust covering her face. "Oooh, Tom, your cock is so big!"
"Fuck it, Joy!" he ordered harshly. "Fuck it, honey! Your pussy will adjust to it!"
She thrashed on her back, impaling herself on his steely prick. Her lust contorted expression relaxed into a smoldering smile as the initial pain quickly evaporated. She lunged up, slamming her pussy against his ramming prick. She squirmed her hips and bounced her ass up and down on the sofa as the throbbing of Tom's prick drilled deeper and deeper into her. "Yes, yyyeeesss, Tom!" she cried. "Fuck me!
Fuck my pussy, darling! Fuck me!"
Tom slammed her squirming body down against the sofa as his pistoning prick hammered in and out of her juicy fuckhole. Wild spasms shook her pussy chamber as his cock repeatedly buried ball-deep into her.
Every time he nailed his cock all the way into her overheated pussy, Joy would passionately twist and hump and rub her clit into his hard, hairy groin, adding to the pleasures sweeping through her.
She screamed as the first of several violent orgasms tripped her nerves and drenched his imbedded fuck meat with her boiling juices. Her spasming cuntwalls suddenly sucked the jism right out of Tom's balls, and he grunted as his body jerked and gyrated.
Her hungry pussy gobbled up his rich jizz as it poured into her womb. She squeezed her legs around his waist, selfishly locking him in place as his cock drained into her starving cunt.
This time when he fell forward on top of her, they rested for long, happy minutes. Joy gently rubbed her hands over his back and shoulders, savoring the ecstasy of her intense orgasms even as the fleeting pleasures gradually evaporated.
"It was like being a virgin all over again," she whispered.
"I know," he said, grinning at her passion colored face. "Your pussy was so wet and tight. You should use it more often, Joy."
She smiled and hugged him to her. She breathed a long, satisfied sigh. She didn't bother to tell him that she was thinking the very same thing.
CHAPTER THREE
Joy decided there was much truth in what Tom had said about creating a monster when he had seduced her. Suddenly, erotic floodgates were opened, and Joy couldn't think about anything except fucking and sucking. While she suffered occasional guilt feelings when remembering her dead husband, Joy came to the conclusion that Glen would have wanted her to keep living and to enjoy life. After all, she reasoned, Glen had always encouraged her to be at her sexy best.
The morning after her wild sexual reawakening with Tom, Joy rose early and treated herself to a leisurely, soaking bath. She rested in the tub, letting the comforting warm water soothe her pleasantly aching muscles as she closed her eyes and remembered the horny events of the night before. Soon her nipples were jutting stiffly and her tits were throbbing as her pulse raced. She gently soaped her tingling nipples and sighed softly from the pleasure that raced through her.
She traced her fingertips through her pussy and was happily surprised to feel a sticky dampness already coating her pussy pulp. She fingered her puffy cuntlips and sighed again.
Her pussy throbbed with a dull ache from last night's fucking, and Joy moaned as she carefully rubbed her sore clit.
She was just about to plunge a finger into her syrupy cunthole when the doorbell rang. Startled, Joy bolted upright in the tub, gasping as she reached automatically for her terry cloth robe. Then she chuckled at herself. It was like being a young girl and getting caught by daddy playing with yourself in the bathtub. She blushed as her mind replayed such an embarrassing incident that was now more than fifteen years old.
The doorbell rang again as she hurried from the bathroom knotting the folds of her blue robe together. Maybe it was Tom, she told herself with an excited flutter in her cunt. She smiled at the lewd prospect of her horny neighbor already hungry for more of her pussy.
She opened the front door and was momentarily surprised to find the mailman grinning back at her from the porch.
"Sorry to bother you, ma'am," he said with.) a friendly tip of his hat. "You've got postage due. on this letter."
Joy took the bulky envelope the postman handed her. It was from Glen's employers, and Joy sighed softly as she guessed the envelope contained more legal forms. There had been a steady stream of such papers since Glen's death.
"How much is it?" she asked, glancing back up at the smiling mailman'.
"Thirty-two cents," he said. "Whoever operates their meter machine must've been drinking his lunch the day he posted this envelope. It happens."
Joy smiled and invited the man inside while she went searching for her purse. She finally found it in the kitchen, but a fast inspection revealed nothing in the coin pocket. The only bills in her purse were a ten and a twenty.
"Sorry," he said, still smiling when she told him. "I don't have that kind of change."
"Oh dear," Joy said, gazing at the mailman with a flirty smile. "Maybe I could interest you in a cup of coffee. I was just about to have one myself."
The mailman shrugged. "Sure," he said, following her into the kitchen and placing IUs stuffed mail sack in a comer. : They talked casually' Joy brewed the coffee, then placed two steaming cups on the dinette table. As they chatted, Joy began to linger her gaze over his curly blond hair and friendly blue eyes. She guessed he was about thirty, making him her age. His pleasant manner and cheerful disposition quickly put Joy at ease and, within minutes, she felt as if they were good friends.
He told her he had been delivering this particular mail route for two years and that he had been looking for excuses to meet her. Joy warmed to his compliment even as she surveyed the broad slope of his strong shoulders. A cluster of chestnut hair peeked from the opened V of his shirt, and Joy felt strangely excited. Men with hairy chests had always turned her on. Glen had been hairy, and she would forever savor delightful memories of cuddling against the furry pelt of his chest following satisfying fucks.
As they sipped coffee, the mailman asked her about herself. She told him about Glen's death and how she was just now recovering from the shock and the hurt. He offered sympathetic comments and told her about his recent divorce. When Joy poured them a second cup of coffee, her thigh brushed lightly against his arm. When she sat back down, she crossed her legs and one of her creamy thighs poked through the folds of her robe.
She told herself she hadn't consciously planned the seduction, but whatever the reasons, she couldn't deny that the way he kept gazing at the bulge of her big tits beneath the robe thrilled her. She enjoyed the lusty appraisal of his alert, blue eyes..
Her pulse quickened and her heart raced as their conversation continued. Her mind wasn't on the talk. She caught herself mentally undressing the handsome, curly headed mailman even as she realized he was doing the same to her. When he eventually scooted his chair closer to hers and slipped an arm around her shoulders, it seemed like a perfectly natural thing to do.
The only sound Joy heard now was the pumping of her pulse through her aroused body. She shivered as his hand smoothly moved to cup her terrycloth covered tit. The delightful tremors' made it easy for her to sway against him and to snuggle close to his side as he began to squeeze and rub her swelling tit. She sighed as sticky warmth gathered in her pussy, and she rested her hand on his hard thigh.
"I've had enough coffee," he whispered.
"I'm thinking of something much better."
Joy moved her hand higher along his thigh, grazing the long hard bulge of his meaty cock. With a stifled groan of desire, her hand closed around the thick slab of his prick. The mailman momentarily stiffened, then started caressing her tits feverishly through the thick terrycloth.
Joy felt her nipples tingle into awareness and grow taut and hard with increasing lust. The way the handsome postman was squeezing her big tits was stimulating her to an intense level of blatant lust. Suddenly, she wanted nothing more than to give in to the raging tide of passion racing through her body.
"You're turning me on," she moaned. "I'm getting hot as hell!"
He grinned, his eyes locking on hers. "That makes two of us." He winked and gave her plump tit a teasing squeeze. "Is the bedroom very far from here?"
Joy chuckled as she stood, took his hand and led him from the kitchen. Her excitement bubbled over, and no sooner had she stepped into the bedroom than the mailman effortlessly lifted her in his arms and carried her to the king-size bed.
Gasping and giggling wantonly, Joy trembled in horny anticipation as he eased her down on the bed. She reached out to him and eagerly started unbuttoning his shirt even as he jerked open her robe. She finished undressing him as he lavished hot, wet kisses over her face, neck and chest.
When he was nude, he crawled onto the bed and pushed Joy down on her back. He wasted no time crouching between her spread thighs and burying his handsome face into her downy cuntmuff.
His abrupt, bold action thrilled Joy and made her squeal in utter delight.
"Oooh, yes, yes!" she murmured, panting heavily as his tongue flicked through the creamy slit of her throbbing cunt.
Everything was happening so fast. Joy swooned and gazed down at the man's curly blond head wedged between her silky white thighs. Her lust overwhelmed her senses. Three months of mourning and sexless living had abruptly ended. Tom had plunged her into a wanton, deliciously bold lifestyle. 'Now, the following day, a total stranger was busily eating her pussy in her own bedroom.
"Ohhhhh!" she wailed, falling back flat on the bed and savoring the wonderful tickling of his active tongue on her tender pussy meat. "Mmmmm, yes, yyyeeesss! Eat me! Eat my wet pussy! Oh, that's so nice! Keep tonguing my cunt!"
The mailman was wasting no time as his mouth bruised the sensitive flesh of Joy's pussy. Within seconds she was twitching and sobbing shrieks of pleasure. She quivered as his long, stiff tongue firmly stroked along the juice slickened folds of her pussy.
His tonguing was just as passionate as Tom's had been the night before. God, what had she been missing? The first two men in her life since Glen's death, and both of them were expert muffdivers! What any woman could want more?
She loved the way the mailman devoured her convulsing cunt. He seemed to know exactly what excited her the most as he worked his tongue through her flexing pussy membranes and dew clinging tissues. His lapping tongue and nibbling, pecking lips gave her endless spasms of raw sensations.
Joy squealed as she. felt her horny clit swelling under the steady, gentle coaxing of his tireless tongue. She shrieked and trembled as he suddenly clamped his lips around her distended cunt nub. As he sucked delicately on her sensitive fuck button; Joy screamed from the exquisite pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, I love the way you eat my pussy!" she shouted shrilly. "Oh, fuck, that's so good!" r The mailman's avid tongue never stayed in one place very long. He kept moving it around, swirling and darting and drilling, covering every wet, slippery region of her pussy. He probed her fuckhole for several seconds, then moved up and caressed her twitching clit with his tongue, making Joy pant and squeal. Her hips jerked and her groans grew hoarse.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, you're driving me wild!" she rasped. "Aaaahhhhh, I'm coming! I'm coming so fucking much!"
His firm lips once again clamped around her throbbing clit, and he sucked it noisily. Her tingling clit began to swell like never before from the bold pressure of his mouth. She floated on a cloud of pure physical bliss, thrilling to the wonderful sensations that exploded in her nerves. Her cream soaked pussy ached with a hollow 'need even as his mouth and tongue pushed her ecstasy to new levels.
As he concentrated for the moment on her clit, he surprised her by suddenly poking two fingers into her seething cunthole. She squealed and immediately arched her back as her pussy sucked in his digits.
"Aaaawwww, oooohhhhh!" she wailed in satisfaction. "Yes, yyyyeeeessss! I'm coming!"
His plunging fingers stroked her pussy passage as he kept chewing on her clit. The pleasure was damn near excruciating, and Joy gladly endured the violent spasms of a fierce orgasm. Her cunt channel shuddered and convulsed as her hot nectar gushed forth, spilling over his drilling fingers.
She rocked her head from side to side and screamed out her passions. Her body gyrated outside of her control. She flopped up and down on the bed, but he kept his mouth glued to her clit and his fingers inside her cunthole.
Just as her glorious orgasm began to taper off, the mailman lifted his face from her cunt and freed his fingers from her pussyhole. He never hid his actions from her as he quickly positioned himself on his knees and gripped the thick base of his jutting prick.
"Yes, oh yes!" she babbled excitedly. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!"
. He grinned as he aimed his engorged prickhead directly at her puffy, nectar-smeared cunt. He didn't hesitate as he savagely thrust his cock into her. He lunged forward so forcefully that his entire fuck meat pierced into her to the hilt. His balls spanked her upturned ass as his one, mighty fuck stroke practically knocked the breath out of her.
"Yyyeeesss!" she hissed in a guttural wail.
"Oooh, you marvelous fucker, yyyeeesss! Give it all to me!"
"Don't worry about that!" he grunted, cork screwing his imbedded prick and squirming his ass. "You'll get all of it, baby. I wouldn't cheat you."
She had to smile as the handsome mailman flashed another lewd grin. "I'll count on that," she said, clawing at his pumping ass. "Just don't stop fucking me!"
She locked her heels together around his waist, lifting her ass high and offering him her pussy at an angle that kept his prick sliding into the deepest regions of her pussy chamber. Her cuntwalls closed around his fuck meat and squeezed viciously even as he started to withdraw it.
"I'm getting in gear now," he warned with a throaty chuckle as he quickly plunged his cock back all the way into her.
Cleanly and swiftly, the mailman's prick banged into her pussy passage. He bore down with every ounce of power and forced his cock. even deeper inside her pussy, bringing shrill cries of delight from her.
Her hips lifted completely off the bed as she held herself against his pumping prick. She wailed hoarsely as he worked his thick, meaty cock back and forth with lightning like fuck strokes, bringing fresh cries of excitement with each brutal, glorious fuck thrust.
Joy's cunt became drenched, lubing his invading cock and creating lewd sounds as he fucked into her. Their cries mingled as their animal like passion intensified. Joy's control had totally abandoned her, and she thrilled to the captivating glow of climax.
"Yyyeeesss! I'm coming! Oh, God! I can't stop coming! Your wonderful cock is driving my pussy wild!"
Her straining clit grazed his stroking cock, adding to her ecstasy. He added even more stimulation by crushing the firm fullness of her tits in his squeezing, fondling hands. Pinching her dark, swollen nipples brought gasps of wanton pleasure to her. She continued to writhe against him, working her pussy around his cock and caressing every inch of his fuck meat with her hot, steamy cunt.
As her cunt channel trembled and convulsed in a marvelous orgasm, Joy was able to feel the sudden leaping of his pounding prick as it drove in and out of her pussy. He began fucking her faster and harder, seemingly rushing up to meet her level of orgasmic delight.
Joy grunted and gasped guttural growls as his cock rocked her. Her jarring body contorted beneath him as he worked his fuck stroking into a blurred frenzy. His hands continued to massage and squeeze her ripe tits in the same feverish movements of his fucking.
Then, finally, she felt the arrival of the mailman's tremendous climax. Another wonderfully violent orgasm rattled through her and together they quaked and quivered, pounding against each other in a desperate frenzy, totally beyond their control.
As thick, pulpy spunk spurted from the mailman's pisser, Joy's greedy cunt canal sucked it up, and she relished the sensations of his hot jizz filling her body. Her pussy walls clamped around his exploding prick and milked him.
The mailman collapsed on top of her as the last spasms of orgasm slowly subsided. He buried his face in the satiny flesh of her mammoth tits and groaned softly as the last drops of his jism seeped into her pussy.
"That's what I call a real special delivery," Joy giggled as she recovered from the multiple orgasms that had ripped. through her.
The mailman stirred and carefully lifted himself off her. He grinned down on her even as he crawled forward, aiming his nectar coated, half hard cock at her mouth.
"Don't worry about the thirty-two cents due on your mail," he said. "I'll pay it. Seems the least I can do."
Joy reached up and closed her fingers around the sticky base of his fuck meat. She giggled throatily as she flicked her tongue out over the moist head of his prick. "Yeah, I'd say so," she smirked just as she sucked his bulbous fuck knob into her hot mouth.
CHAPTER FOUR
Two days later Joy returned home from a shopping spree. She struggled with several packages she was unloading from her car and attempting to balance them for her walk up the front steps when young Ned Jenkins rushed over from next door to help.
"Wow, Mrs. Forbes, that's quite a haul you're making," the teenager said with a winning smile. "Let me give you a hand with this stuff."
Joy beamed a smile of thanks at the boy.
"Aren't you the perfect gentleman, Ned," she said as the teenager relieved her of four of the bulky packages. "I had almost forgotten how lucky I am to have such nice, thoughtful neighbors. "
"Well, everybody in the neighborhood seems nice and friendly," the boy said as they entered Joy's house. "That makes all of us lucky."
Ned placed the packages on a chair and Joy offered him a soft drink. As they drank Cokes, Joy couldn't believe how much the boy had grown. He had been little more than a toddler when she and Glen had first married and moved to the neighborhood. Now Ned was a strapping young stud who filled out his shirt and jeans in a way which Joy found amazingly alluring. He had been taking care of the yard work for several people in the neighborhood, including Joy's, for the last two summers. But somehow now, Joy was really seeing the boy as a young man for the first time.
As they chatted, Joy felt strange, sexual stirrings inside her as she glanced at the boy. God, what's happening to me? First the mailman, and now the kid from next door! She grinned as she again recalled Tom's worry that he had unlocked a monster-like passion inside her. It seemed fitting that Tom's own son was currently the target of her awakening arousal. She shivered with wanton excitement as she contemplated what the boy would be like in the sack. That would be something! In the space of a few days, Joy would have enjoyed a father and his son. Now that was wild!
What had begun as an amusing fantasy gradually warmed into a thrilling possibility as she continued to chat with the boy. He didn't seem at all nervous around her, and in fact, he was obviously enjoying the view of her huge tits inside her blouse. The boy was definitely his father's son.
"Would you mind helping me move the packages into my bedroom, Ned?" she asked when they had finished their drinks.
The look in his blue eyes told her that he guessed she wanted help with more than the packages. She trembled slightly in horny anticipation as he nodded knowingly and smirked.
"Glad to be of service, Mrs. Forbes," he said, his voice sounding huskier than before.
She led him into the bedroom, continuing with their mild flirting as he arranged her packages on the dresser. Her body teemed with erotic excitement as she bent to put away some of her newly purchased bikini panties. She made sure the boy was getting a good view of her shapely ass and legs as she moved in front of him.
"Aren't these pretty?" she said softly, holding up a frilly pair of pink panties for his inspection.
His grin broadened as he nodded. "They'll look super on you, Mrs. Forbes," he said, allowing his gaze to trail boldly all along the lush curves of Joy's body.
"Oh, Ned, the pair I have on is just as pretty," she cooed, her flesh tingling as he undressed her with his eyes.
"I sure wouldn't mind seeing that for myself," he rasped, his eyes finally riveting directly on her smiling face.
A tension filled silence followed for several seconds as they appraised each other. Slowly, Joy's grin spread into a sexy smile. She winked.
"Maybe I should see your underwear first," she purred, her heart pounding and her pulse racing.
His smile, like that of his father's, was fast and easy. "That sounds fair to me," he said.
Without the slightest trace of embarrassment or hesitation he shrugged off his shirt and jeans while kicking off his shoes and socks. In the flutter of an eyelash, he was standing before her in only a pair of white jockey briefs, making no effort to hide the bulge beneath the cotton material.
"Nice," she whispered after seconds of gazing directly at the enticing bulge.
"It'll be even nicer when I see you stripped down to your; panties," he said.
She laughed. "Bold little cuss, aren't you?" she said as she started stripping.
"Not so little, Mrs. Forbes," he retorted mildly, his eyes glued to her body as she peeled off her skirt and blouse. "I hope you won't take this the wrong way, but I've spent lots of time dreaming about seeing you naked."
"Oh?" she said, trying to sound innocent in spite of the thrilling' shivers his words caused.
He nodded as the bulge grew inside his briefs.
"I'd get a real hardon just imagining you naked," he rasped in a hoarse whisper. "And after your husband died, I couldn't get it out of my mind."
She faced him wearing only her bra and panties. Slowly, she reached back to unclasp her bra. "Did you play with yourself when you thought about it?" she asked, her tone soft, her smile melting into a sensual smirk.
For the first time the boy revealed a trace of embarrassment. Then he snickered and nodded. "Hey, I guess I keep forgetting that you've been around the block a couple of times. Suppose I'm not used to being with an older woman. You're pretty sharp."
Joy faced the boy with a hands on hips stance,' "Does that mean you do masturbate when you fantasize seeing me in the nude?"
He shrugged. "Sure. Maybe I shouldn't admit this, but I sometimes beat my meat three times a day. I get so fucking horny, and I just can't stop thinking about pussy and what it would be like with a sexy, experienced woman like you."
Joy thrilled to his words as excitement sizzled through her. She found it highly erotic that this young stud would jack off while thinking about her. It was complimentary, and Joy savored the pleasure of it as her mind raced with lewd ideas.
"Why don't you show me right now, Ned?" she said, stepping closer to the boy. She dropped her bra and revealed her huge tits proudly. "I'm right here in the flesh for you. Show me how you masturbate, Ned. I'd like to see that."
Ned surprised her by shaking his head slowly and deliberately.
"I've got a better idea," he said, his eyes wide and glued to her mammoth tits. "Start making my daydreams come true. I want you to suck my cock, Mrs. Forbes. I always imagine you're sucking my cock when I start to jack off. I'm ready for the real thing."
Joy's head reeled as the impact of his words struck her. This wasn't going as she had expected when she enticed the youngster into her bedroom. She had figured she would be in charge, but Ned obviously had other ideas. He reminded her so much of a younger version of his father. Then, as if in a dreamy trance of her own, Joy sank to her knees in front of him and positioned herself eye level with his bulging crotch.
"Yeah, do it," he whispered the hoarse command. "Take my underwear down and suck my cock."
She inserted her fingers in the elastic and gently tugged his briefs down to his knees. Her whole body trembled and she gasped with pure delight at the sight springing forth before her. His cock was every bit as large as his father's. She marveled at the view, amazed that a teenager would have the fuckmeat of a grown man.
"Oh shit, I've dreamed of this moment so much," he breathed. "I've wanted to feel and see your lips around my cock since I was a kid."
She trembled again with excitement, savoring his powerful words. There was no doubt that she wanted to taste his cock as much as he wanted to watch her gulp down his come. Her nipples tingled into stiff, pointy arrows and her tit globes throbbed with erotic fever. She moaned a low squeal as she eagerly opened her mouth.
"Oh, yeah, yeah!" the boy babbled. "Do it! Suck me off, Mrs. Forbes. Wrap your beautiful mouth around my prick and suck the fucker!"
"I used to watch you cutting the grass and doing the other yard work," she murmured, her hot breath bathing his twitching prick. "I loved watching the sun shine on your sweaty shoulders, chest and back when you'd strip off your shirt. I used to feel ashamed because of my thoughts. I'd practically attack my husband at the first opportunity after you'd finished the yard work. I guess I always knew you'd become quite a sexy stud."
His cock wobbled and jerked wildly as she spoke, and Joy smiled at the reaction. She hadn't even touched his prick and already it was jutting out stiffly, engorged with blood and rockhard with arousal.
She leaned forward and inhaled the heady fragrance of boy man scent. The aroma was intoxicating and fueled Joy's own arousal. Her clit shivered and her pussy lips fluttered. Hot dampness covered the crotch of her bikini panties as she closed her lips around his bulbous cockhead.
"Mmmmm," she groaned, licking and swirling her tongue over the fat head of his impressive prick.
"Oh! Ohhhhh! That's it!" he gasped, his body shuddering. "Suck it! Oh, yeah, eat it up!"
His cock leaped so suddenly and so violently inside her mouth that Joy thought he was about to cream her throat. Then he seemed to settle down a bit, and she quickly took as much of his cock into her mouth as possible. She felt his spongy prickhead rub against the back of her throat, and the sensation sent sparking thrills throughout her body.
Her mouth moved up and down the shaft of his prick, licking and lapping over every inch. She darted her tongue over his slick, veiny cock flesh, pausing often to tease his tiny piss-slit with her tongue tip. She trembled with happy anticipation at the prospect of swallowing Ned's come so soon after tasting his father's load.
Joy rapidly became more and more aware of the moisture heating up between her own legs.
Her panties were soaked with the nectar seeping from her cunthole. She swooned as she continued to gobble up his stiff prick and allowed herself the horny wish that the boy would lap up her pussy juices with his tongue. How she'd love to have his head between her legs sucking her steamy pussy and tonguing her fuckhole!
The heat mounting in her cunt was becoming so intense that Joy began to wonder if she was going to come just from sucking the boy's big cock. She rubbed her legs together and shifted her weight slightly on her knees without taking her lips and mouth off his cock. As much as she wanted the boy to eat her pussy, she couldn't stop herself from munching and sucking his tasty fuck meat.
Her hands kneaded his balls, feeling the tautness in them as his prick leaped between her lips and against her caressing tongue. He was getting close to blasting his load, she knew, and Joy started to brace herself for the gushing tidal wave of boiling jizz. She popped her mouth off his prick and glanced up into his lust contorted face.
"Don't hold back, honey," she whispered. "Give it to me. Go with the urge, Ned. I want to drink your come. I want to feel it spurt down my throat."
"I won't," he hissed. "Just keep sucking it, Mrs. Forbes. Keep eating my prick. God, this is the best! I'm about to shoot off in your mouth."
She covered his cockhead with her lips and once again began to suck and tongue his swollen fuckknob.
Gradually, Ned started thrusting his prick deeper into her mouth, jerking his hips forward and backward in a steady fuck stroking rhythm. He gasped and groaned, and Joy sensed his thundering urge to come. At that moment, Ned grabbed her head and forced her to take his prick deeper into her mouth.
"Here it comes!" he gasped. "I'm going to shoot off, Mrs. Forbes! Get ready! Don't miss a drop!"
Her own groans intensified as his warnings rang in her ears. His thrusting motions came faster and faster, and it was all Joy could do to keep his pistoning prick plowing in and out of her circled lips. Her senses sizzled as he savagely fucked her mouth. Her pussy convulsed involuntarily and she felt the wonderful sensation of her hot nectar gushing out over her cuntlips, soaking her panties even more. Joy's head bobbed as she gulped every inch of his driving prick into her mouth. His hips were gyrating wildly and the pressure of his grip on her head increased. He pumped and thrust and drove at her mouth with his cock, slamming it into the hot, wet socket of her mouth as if he was fucking her pussy. The delightful friction soon overwhelmed them both, and Joy squeezed her lips securely around the middle of his fuck meat.
His cock exploded inside her mouth. Jets of his foamy spunk creamed her throat and filled her mouth instantly. Again and again, he shot into her as she gulped and swallowed every drop of his delicious jizz.
"Oh, ooohhhh, yeah, yyyeeeaaahhh!" he wailed, his orgasm rattling his body violently.
The boy's body jerked and twitched even as she sucked the last drops of his jism from his pisser. His fingers yanked and tugged on her soft, silky blonde hair and his knees trembled, but Joy kept her lips locked on his spurting prick. She greedily wanted to savor all of the come the boy could furnish.
Through it all, Joy groaned and sighed happily, amazed by the amount of his load. The teenage stud had really given her a fat wad of hot, healthy spunk. Her own excitement continued to soar even as the intensity of his orgasm began to taper off. But Joy wasn't worried. She was confident arousing this young stud again wouldn't be much of a problem.
Finally, she had lapped up the last of his come with her flicking tongue. She smiled up into his face and stood. She licked her lips, tasting the residue of his pulpy come.
"Sweet stuff," she said, smacking her lips. "I think I could live on it."
He snickered as he reached for her enormous tits. His touch was surprisingly gentle as he fingered her hard nipples and massaged her full, ripe titmelone. She gasped airily and reached for his wilting cock. She held the saliva-slick tip of his deflated prick between two fingers and matched his satisfied smile.
"Now, wasn't that better than beating off?" she said.
He laughed. "Are you kidding? I think you've just spoiled me, Mrs. Forbes."
"Don't you think it's about time you started calling me Joy?" she said, slowly stroking his prick with her hand.
"Sure, Joy," he said, his eyes falling to her tits. "Damn, I can't believe I'm standing here actually touching your big, beautiful tits like this. "
"Honey, you can do a lot more than that," she cooed, squeezing his hardening prick.
A wide grin covered his face as he rubbed his free hand over her nylon-covered ass. He leaned forward and kissed her pointed nipples. He licked his tongue over her luscious tits, then nibbled lightly on her sensitive nipples. Joy moaned and moved even closer to the boy.
"I think it's time for me to get a good look at your pussy," he murmured, slipping a hand inside her panties.
"Hot damn, I thought you'd never suggest it!" Joy gasped gleefully.
She helped him strip off her panties, then she rushed to the bed. She stretched out on the king- size mattress, not bothering to pull down the bedspread as she rubbed her legs together. "I was wondering how much longer you'd wait before getting around to this. My cunt is on fire, Ned. Can you see how much I need you?"
He eased down beside her gently pushing her thighs apart as he gazed at her bushy blonde -haired cunt. His prick continued to get hard as he studied her pretty pussy.
"Oh, Ned," she moaned throatily. "I'm so wet and hot for your big cock. My cunt needs your big prick. I need you to fill up my pussy with your thick come. Fuck me, honey. Fuck my pussy and make me happy."
The boy ran his hands lightly over her flawless flesh, caressing her thighs and belly before roaming his fingers over her high, firm tits. He kept staring at her golden cunt-muff, obviously entranced, tantalized by its glistening wetness.
"Damn, Joy," he sighed. "I've never seen a woman as beautiful as you. You're like fucking perfection!"
She giggled at his boyish enthusiasm even though she was anxious for him to get into action. She wanted him to slam his meaty prick into her seething pussy. She was craving it as her body writhed on the bed, her legs opening up and her hands going unconsciously to her cunt, her fingers digging at her juicy pussy.
She started humping her ass and pussy up and down, offering herself to him. She moaned and whimpered as he continued to gaze at her lust consumed body. She was so horny that her mind was in a state of near incoherence. All she wanted was to feel his big prick slicing into her creamy cunt folds.
She reached for his stiff prick, desperate to clutch the swollen head of his cock and feel the heat of it. She closed her fingers around his fuck dome and squeezed as the boy groaned and spread his lean, hard body on top of hers. His hands cupped her erect nipples, kneading the firm flesh of her titmelone. He pinched and pulled on her tender nipples, making them grow and tingle even more. Slowly, he ducked his head down and lightly traced his tongue tip over her rubbery, stiff nipples.
He slipped his other hand down to the soft triangle of her pussy-muff, feeling the warmth that was already there. With a deft motion his fingers invaded her pussy, spreading her cuntlips wide. Joy trembled violently as his fingers pushed deeper inside, massaging the sensitive membranes of her pussy socket.
"That's the boy," she breathed, humping up and down gently, pressing her pussy against his probing fingers. "You sweet little stud, you're doing just fine!"
Her breathing was ragged and uneven. Her knees quivered. She didn't think she could bear the torture of not having his prick in her cunt much longer.
He pulled her hard against him, his right hand continuing to massage and fondle her pussy. He continued to nibble on her tits and nipples with his lips and teeth as he slipped his left hand under her ass. He squeezed and rubbed her firm asscheeks as he sucked one of her tits into his mouth.
"Fuck me, Ned," she whined. "Oh, Ned, fuck me with your prick. Do it now, boy! You're driving me nuts making me wait like this. " His fingers fluttered over her pussy, teasing the convulsing tissues without actually invading her cunt channel. His tongue and lips continued to play over her tits and nipples, swirling and licking, sending her into a frenzy of lust and need.
"Please, Ned!" she begged. "Fuck me, honey! Give me your big cock! Fuck my pussy hard and deep, baby! Stop teasing me!"
He continued to nuzzle her exquisite tits with his mouth. He grazed a fingertip across her twitching clit, and Joy went into instant spasms of pleasure. Her whole body rocked and contorted as if he had touched her pussy with an electrical prod. Her guttural shrieks filled the room as she bounced up and down on the bed beneath him.
Suddenly, he pulled his face away from her tits and smiled down on her. He shifted his weight slightly and wedged himself between her wide-spread thighs. Without further hesitation, he quickly crammed his cockhead against her pussy socket and pushed forward. He grunted as she wailed a happy scream. His cock slicked into her wet pussy passage in one clean, deep stroke, impaling her completely.
His cock hit bottom, then he whipped it back out. He plunged forward once again, nailing her pussyhole with his meaty fuck pole, rocking her senses and causing an explosion of sensations to shower her nerves. Her horny cunthole immediately gripped his pounding cock, milking it feverishly as he fucked in and out.
Her tits heaved and her breath came in throaty gasps as she rolled her hips and bucked her ass up and down, meeting everyone of his fuck strokes with her hungry pussy. Her cunthole stretched to accommodate his plunging fuckmeat, and she savored the glorious ecstasy that engulfed her.
Their bodies slammed together as he fucked her savagely. His pistoning prick drilled into her pussy cavern with relentless fury, sizzling her tender tissues and making her cunt nectar gush out to lube and coat his plowing prick. Her quivering, trembling cunthole squeezed his invading fuckmeat and abruptly sucked the jizz right out of his teenaged balls.
His sudden climax shocked them both, but he kept fucking his cock in and out of her hot, steamy cunt. His come sprang forth in thick ropes, jetting directly into her womb as her greedy pussy milked him dry.
She wrapped her legs around his pumping body and locked him in place in the velvety saddle of her inner thighs and convulsing pussy. She shrieked as her own wondrous climax shuddered through her body. Her pussy gobbled up his thick load and left the boy wilted and gasping on top of her.
"I love you, Joy," he rasped, panting for breath and nuzzling her luscious tits with his mouth. "Oh, damn, I can never love another woman as much as I love you. I've got to have you forever."
His words thrilled her as she clung to him.
Being the object of his teenage infatuation was nice. It suited her womanly pride, and Joy eagerly accepted his vows of love.
But she couldn't realize what her silent acceptance had started.
CHAPTER FIVE
After a few days, Joy became frightened by Ned's intensity and devotion. The boy was spending more and more time with her, and Joy worried that their wanton affair couldn't remain a secret much longer. The boy's mother, Beth, was already making little jokes about the amount of time her son was spending at Joy's house. Joy began to realize the little jokes could easily become serious if something wasn't done.
Joy and Ned had developed the story that he was helping paint the inside of her house. To give reality to their story, Joy even bought a couple of gallons of paint and she and the boy spent about an hour every day painting. The rest of their time together was spent in Joy's cozy bed.
At first she had casually laughed off the boy's declarations of love. The compliments made her happy, but now the seriousness of the situation was clouding the fun the boy gave her. For Joy, Ned was a perfect sex toy. His teenage virility gave her the satisfaction other women merely dream of. It was nothing for the boy to blast his load into her pussy or mouth three times a day, and still be eager for more. She practically had to kick him out each afternoon and make him go home.
"Your parents will get suspicious," she warned him. "Be sensible, Ned. We can't keep on this way."
"But I love you, Joy," he protested. "I don't care if they know that. They'll have to find out sooner or later. I'm not ashamed of it. Are you?"
The point-blank question unnerved her: She squirmed and cleared her throat.
"Ned, you're a dear, sweet boy," she began, avoiding his eyes. "But, honey, you're a young man with a great future. You just think you love me 'because we've been fucking and enjoying each other. You'll meet a girl your own age one day and really find out what love is all about. "
"Bullshit!" he snapped. "You can't brush me off as just some starry-eyed kid with a crush on his sexy neighbor. Joy, you're the woman I love. I don't care about the difference in our age. Love doesn't have anything to do with a calendar or age."
She smiled, admiring the boy's intensity and seriousness. It was so tempting to keep accepting his words of love and to use his devotion for her own sexual pleasure, His man-sized cock never failed to leave her panting and gasping in the throes of wild orgasms. Her pussy ached with a pleasant soreness after their brutal fucking and sucking, and Joy warned herself that they were getting addicted to each other.
Dangerous as it was, she couldn't help herself.
The boy was so eager to show her his love that he tirelessly sent her body into quivering bouts of sexual ecstasy.
One afternoon as she sat naked on the edge of her bed-waiting for Ned's arrival, the phone suddenly rang. It was Tom Jenkins calling from his office. He wanted to sneak over for an after-noon quickie. The only way Joy could persuade him not to come was to remind' him that his own son would be there helping her paint. When she hung up, she was startled to see Ned standing in the doorway, watching her with his typical lusty expression.
"Ned! I didn't hear you come in," she said, looking for any sign that the boy had overheard her phone conversation. She had no intention of letting the boy know she had enjoyed a brief sexual encounter with his father. That would really be playing with fire, she knew.
"You were on the phone and I was getting off just looking at your body," he said, grinning and starting to strip. "Shit, Joy, you're so fucking beautiful!"
Her panic calmed as she watched him un-dress. When she saw his throbbing prick jut out rigidly; she quickly forgot about the phone call from Tom and concentrated on Ned. She couldn't help herself as she sprawled back on the bed and held her arms out to her teenage stud.
"Oh, Ned, you precious boy, get over here and fuck me," she breathed. "I was afraid you weren't coming over today."
"Hell, Mom had me moving furniture in the den," he said, his eyes lingering over her lush, naked body. "I think she's getting a little pissed about me helping you so much and not doing anything at home."
His words trailed off as he crawled onto the bed and moved over Joy's body. She moaned as she grabbed his head and brought his lips down to hers. Her tongue drove into his mouth, then she sucked his tongue, his lips and his mouth. The passionate kiss made Joy shiver with excitement as she wrapped-her arms around the boy's head.
Gradually, he licked his way' down her neck and chest and swirled his tongue tip over her hard, stiff nipples.
"Suck'em, Ned," she gasped. "Suck my tits, darling! Yes, yes, baby. That's what I love! Chew my tits, honey! Suck'em and bite'em. Ooohhhh, yes, God, yyyeeesss!"
Her senses reeled as he sucked on her tits and his hands roamed all over her satiny body. She thrilled to the way his cock throbbed maddeningly against her belly, and she wanted nothing more than for him to fuck it deep into her welcoming, juicy cunt gash. But he continued to tease her nipples and tits with his teeth, lips and tongue, and to fondle her curly cunt-muff with his fingers. It was his method to stall and to tease, whipping her lusty needs into a frenzy before plunging his sturdy young fuckmeat into her seething cunthole.
"You dirty bastard," she chuckled harshly. "You're going to make me beg for it, aren't you? Damn you, Ned, you're going to be a real prick when you get grown."
He snickered but said nothing as he kept nibbling at her tit-flesh and probing her slippery cuntlips with his fingers. She writhed against him, feeling her naked thighs pressing against the thick, hard perfection of his cock.
She squeezed him with her arms, crushing his body against hers as he rested astride her. His lips crushed against her tits, sucking intensely on her ripe nipples as he tweaked her clit between two fingertips. Joy went crazy. The lusty manipulations made her delirious with ecstasy as her arousal peaked.
As their bodies ground together, Joy finally managed to rub the soft, downy mound of her cunt against the swollen length of his hard cock. She knew this enticement would make him surrender to his own lust and stop this insane torture. She needed his cock inside her pussy now, and she was determined not to wait another second!
Suddenly, he shoved his hips- forward, drenching his cockhead in the sopping wetness seeping from her overheated pussy. At the same time, Joy could feel the boy's prick poking into the dampness of her cunt and she writhed in pleasure at the exquisite sensations aroused in her by his exploring cock.
Moving her legs apart, the sexy widow made it even easier for the boy to stab his prick around in her slippery, contracting cunthole, She humped up, bouncing her ass up and down on the bed, desperately hoping to impale herself on his rigid fuckmeat. Still, the young stud held back, teasing her with just the tip of his cock-head poking inside her pussy socket.
Inch by inch, he gradually pressed his cock deeper into her cunt canal. His fat fuckmeat stretched her shuddering cuntwalls and sliced through her trembling pussy pulp. She began to growl passionately as the stud filled her cunthole with his thick cockshaft. Slow and steady, he worked his cock into her steamy cunt until it was lodged completely inside her.
"Ahhhhh, that's much better!" she gasped, smiling broadly. "That's where your prick belongs, honey. It was made to be stuffed all the way inside a hot cunt."
The boy met her smile with a sensual gaze as he slowly withdrew his cock from her clinging pussy-hole. "It was made for more than that, Joy," he rasped. "Roll over."
Joy blinked as she studied his smiling face.
Suddenly she knew what he wanted. She chuck-led throatily as her initial shock gave way to excitement. He was going to fuck her ass and Joy knew instinctively that this' would be a first for Ned.
Smiling wantonly, she rolled over onto her stomach and arched her ass in the air to give him an eyeful of her round, shapely asscheeks.
"I like the way your mind works, Ned," she cooed, glancing over her shoulder at him and seeing the gleam of lusty enjoyment in his eyes.
She wriggled her ass invitingly and sexily as her excitement mounted with each pulsing beat of her blood racing through her body. She sighed, loving the intent way in which he surveyed her ass.
"You've always liked my ass haven't you?" she purred, continuing to squirm her ass in small, tight circles under his steady gaze. "I'm glad you've decided to do something about it."
"Damn, it's gonna be a tight fit," he breath-ed, absently stroking his hard, fat prick with his right hand. "You better relax, Joy. I'd hate to hurt you."
"Don't worry about it," she said. "I can't wait to feel that nice big cock of yours stuffed into my little asshole. I'm anxious to see if I can take all of it."
She squealed softly as the boy leaned forward and gently gripped her asscheeks. He spread apart her asscheeks, and suddenly Joy felt wonderfully vulnerable as he explored her little brownie.
"I never thought I'd be doing this," he whispered.
She felt his hot breath on her ass and she moaned passionately. Her mind reeled with lust as she realized what the young stud was doing. She felt his hands tighten on her asscheeks and he suddenly flicked his tongue through her ass-crack.
Joy responded with a shriek of delight to the wondrous sensations of Ned's tongue in her ass. She ground her asscheeks closer to the darting tongue just as he licked her puckered asshole. Her backward thrust provided just enough pressure to allow his stiffened tongue to penetrate the tight ring of muscles that edged her asshole. His tongue slid deeper into her shit-chute and Joy's shrieks intensified.
"Oh, baby, that feels so good!" she moaned. "I can't believe you're doing it, but don't you dare stop! It's driving me wild!"
"I didn't plan it," he mumbled, quickly with-drawing his tongue and licking up and down her as crease. "It just came over me Joy. I guess it proves how much I love you."
Joy' s mind soared to new heights of ecstasy.
She could feel the heat of his saliva-slick tongue as he once again drilled it into her shitter. He was lubing her asshole up for his big prick, and Joy didn't mind at all. Pure pleasure flooded her senses and her pussy began to quiver as her lusty arousal surged.
The horny boy let his hot saliva coat the entrance of her ass as his tongue speared deeper and deeper into her shitter. He slipped a hand down from her asscheek and dragged his fingers through her buttery cuntlips, teasing her trembling pussy pulp as he buried his tongue inside her asshole.
Joy began to swoon as the pleasure rocked her. A mighty orgasm exploded in the depths of her hot cunt channel, sending a tidal wave of fuck juice washing out over her puffy cunt-lips.
Slowly, the boy lifted his face from her ass and stuffed two fingers up into her churning pussy.
"Oh, Joy," he sighed. I can't wait to feel my cock in that tight little asshole of yours. I want to bury my prick in it to the hilt. I want to shoot my load inside your ass."
"Oh, yes, yyyeeesss, baby," she cooed. "Do it, darling! Fuck my ass and dump your come inside me. Then, I want to lick your big cock clean. Ooohhhh, yes, lover! Do it now!"
She felt his excitement and heard his breath gasping as he slowly, gently eased himself for-ward. Joy braced herself for the invasion of his fat fuckmeat inside her tight asshole. She felt the muscles of her ass strain as he pressed his engorged fuck-knob against her brownie. She groaned beneath him, her asshole flexing wildly against his spongy cockhead.
With a grunt Ned pushed his prick head into her tight ass opening. Joy gasped loudly and involuntarily rammed herself backward, impaling her ass on half of his fuckmeat. Her clutching asshole captured his prick and sucked it even deeper inside. The harder he thrust his prick into her asshole, the harder her ass muscles clamped around his fuckshaft.
Splitting pain, heat and pleasure combined to give Joy a tremendous jolt of ecstasy. The sensitive nerves inside her shit-chute seemed to activate her lust-coated pussy tissues and she bellowed a guttural wail of raw pleasure as another orgasm rocked her body. The initial pain suddenly vanished, leaving her consumed by a flood of glowing delight.
"Damn, this is great!" she cried. "I'm already coming! I'm taking all of your big prick inside my asshole, and it feels fantastic! I can't believe it!"
"My cock is about to explode!" the boy wailed as his prick leaped inside her choking shitter. "Oh fuck! Your asshole is squeezing my cock so hard! So fucking tight and hot!"
"It's tearing me apart, baby!" she gasped between her shrill cries of pleasure. "Don't stop, Ned! Damn you, don't stop fucking my asshole. It's wonderful, darling! so nice!"
Ned leaned his body over her back and plunged his pussy-stroking fingers deeper into her creamy cunthole. Her convulsing pussy trembled and belched more juice just as his digits and his cock both hit bottom in their respective holes.
Now with his cock securely lodged inside her shitter and his fingers crammed all the way in-side her pussy passage, he used his free hand to fondle her tits. She heaved herself slightly, giving him access to her throbbing tits as he eagerly tweaked her nipples. With his thumb and forefinger he went from nipple to nipple, pinching and caressing the tingling dark tit-buds.
Ecstasy consumed the horny blonde as she ground her ass against his plunging prick. Her ass ring milked his cock as her pussyhole spasmed. She lost track of the orgasms that sizzled throughout her fuck-tunnel, her horny body teemed with fluttering sensations.
"You're so good, Ned. You know just how to make me come and keep coming!" Joy murmured, her hoarse voice sounding especially husky. "You're such a wonderful boy!"
She wiggled her ass at his fucking prick, gaining even more erotic pleasure for her efforts. Her orgasms merged into one continuous quaking experience, keeping her pussy smoldering from the lava-like flow of her fingers as he continued to give equal attention to both her pussy-hole and her asshole.
The horny teenager pounded his fuckmeat relentlessly in and out of her shitter. All the while, he matched his fuckstrokes with the finger-fucking he gave her cunt.
As he gathered speed with his ass-fucking, his grunts and groans became louder and the tremors rocking his lanky, strong body intensified. His cock surged violently inside her grip-ping, buttery shit-chute, and they both knew his climax was seconds away.
Joy gritted her teeth as a growl escaped her throat. Her flexing body contorted beneath him as his cock throbbed rapidly inside her shitter. He hammered his fuckmeat in and out of her asshole, ripping through the clasping shit-chute until the roaring missile that was his prick spewed globs of foamy spunk right into her bowels.
Joy felt the explosive power of his climax deep inside her fiery asshole. She felt the searing heat of his come coating the sensitive walls of her shitter. She felt the burning heat of his prick grow hotter as jets of his jism filled the private cavity of her asshole.
The force of his eruption was enough to trigger another violent climax inside her pussy.
"Goddamn, I'm coming!" she shrieked. "I'm coming! Oh, Ned, - keep fucking my asshole! Keep fucking and coming, you precious stud!"
He collapsed across her back, flattening her face-down on the bed, both of them gasping and growling, each lost in their own private ecstasy. For long minutes, their bodies twitched and jerked in the aftermath of the fierce orgasms whipping through their nerves.
Joy grinned a wicked smile as she clawed at the bedspread. Her asshole continued to flex and grip his come-oozing cock, and her pussy continued to spasm around his imbedded fingers. She savored the thrill of being completely sated, and she was content to rest.
Finally, his spent prick slipped out of her clutching shitter, and the boy rolled over onto his back. His chest heaved as he breathed deeply. Joy studied his lanky body, allowing her gaze to linger on his limp prick and drained balls.
Casually, she trailed her fingers down to his cock and lightly scratched the wilted fuck flesh with her fingernails. As he moaned and stirred, she wrapped her fingers around his soft prickshaft and began to slowly pump new life into it.
Smiling warmly, she played with his prick, coaxing it into a steady growth. She watched, amazed by the way the boy's cock uncoiled under her expert touch. She marveled at the quickness with which his prick loomed upward, jutting stiffly.
She felt herself drawn to the swelling knob of his prick like a magnet. Impulsively, her mouth found his engorged fuck-dome and she planted a soft, wet kiss on his piss-slit. She flicked her tongue through his tiny pisser, loving the way the action made the boy squirm and- groan.
She caressed his balls with her fingers and swirled her tongue all over his mushroomy cockhead, His cock danced beneath her lapping tongue, surging just as stiffly as before and ready for more action.
Fresh heat quickly filtered through her cunt channel as she worked her mouth over his cockhead. She closed her wet lips around his engorged fuck-knob and sucked gently, savoring the erotic taste of the fuckmeat that had so recently been inside her ass. The wanton experience excited her as much as the pleasure of having coaxed his cock back into full, proud life with her hot mouth and tickling tongue.
"Jesus, Joy, you sure make good on your promises," Ned said with a small chuckle.
"It's easy when I've got so much to work with," she quipped, giving his hard prick an affectionate squeeze. "I see that you've had enough rest, so I think I'll give you something to do while I'm busy down here."
Without hesitation, Joy shifted around and climbed astride the boy. She rubbed her tits sensually across his damp chest, thrilled by the way he groaned and squirmed. His cock surged in her hand and against her nibbling lips. She wiggled her ass and positioned herself so that her cunt was just inches above his lips.
She squealed happily as her young lover eagerly grabbed her ass and pulled her wet pussy down hard on his mouth. Quickly, Joy took every advantage of the boy's vigor and ground her pussy into his face. She thrilled all over again as she felt his tongue instantly dart into her syrupy cunthole.
"Yes, honey, yes!" she gasped. "Tongue me! Oh, you wonderful boy! Eat my pussy. Suck it up good!"
While his mouth busily sucked on her juicy cunt pulp and his tongue reamed her fuck- tunnel, she stretched out to capture his rigid prick back into her mouth. After greasing his fuck-knob with her saliva, she started licking up and down his cockshaft, wetting it into a glistening sheen.
Meanwhile, Ned was hungrily sucking on her pussy. He slurped up her nectar loudly exciting her with his zestful eating. His tireless tongue lashed against the moist heat of her cunt as he scooped up the tangy liquid that oozed faster and faster from her fuckhole.
Joy smiled as she sucked and licked his prick.
Ned was a quick learner, and she savored the pleasant effects of his practiced tongue-fucking. She had patiently perfected his cunt-lapping techniques, training him in the fine art until he knew instantly just the way she liked having it done.
"Oh, darling, you eat my pussy better every time," she cooed, the words mumbling through her cock-stuffed lips. "That tongue of yours could make any woman melt."
She squealed out her horny ecstasy as the boy began chewing gently on her throbbing clit. She shivered from the sensations and started rocking her pussy back and forth, grazing it across his entire face. The sizzling friction enveloped her cunt. and made her climax.
His cock was as hard as ever as she sucked on it. She closed her lips around the fat base of his fuckmeat even as he started to hump up and down, ramming his cockhead against the back of her throat. Joy adjusted her tongue and managed to accept his pumping prick without gagging.
Inspiration to give him a fantastic blowjob was easy because of the way his jabbing tongue drilled in and out of her juicy pussy-hole. Her senses tingled from his marvelous tongue -fucking, and she felt another glorious orgasm gathering intensity in the churning depths of her cunt canal. Her pussy walls shuddered against his darting tongue and her sweet wetness drenched his handsome face.
The sensations overwhelmed her as she trembled and contorted on top of him. She rubbed her pussy furiously across his face, and before she realized it, she was dragging her spasming cunt down over his chest and belly. Suddenly, she had to feel his big, saliva-greased prick in her steaming cunthole.
"I 'need a good, hard fuck," she gasped, grip-ping the base of his fuckmeat with both hands while quickly positioning her pussy above his spongy: cockhead.
She lowered her pussy down onto his fuck -dome and guided his bloated cock inside. She moaned with mindless ecstasy as she rubbed the tip of his cockhead against her twitching clit. Her hips bucked and writhed in involuntary spasms" and she cried out her passionate feelings.
Ned moaned with his own pleasure as he suddenly humped his ass upward, desperate to slam his surging cock into her pussy, Her slime- soaked pussy pulp enticed him as he bounced his ass up and down on the bed, stabbing his prick at her cunthole.
Joy eased her hips upward, capturing his cockhead just as he humped. In the same instant that he thrust upward, she dropped herself, impaling her pussy on his cock. She threw her head back and yelled as his thick fuckmeat sliced all the way into her quaking cunt channel.
Her pussy closed around his fat cock and his powerful hips moved with fierce motions as he drove his prick to the deepest depths of Joy's cunthole.
"Your pussy is always so hot and wet!" he hissed. "So fucking hot!"
Joy met each fuck-thrust with a savage fuck- motion of her own. She bounced up and down on his prick, riding it wildly as her tender pussy spasmed and shook in tremendous orgasms. Her big tits flopped and swayed lewdly and, momentarily, she wished she was facing her young lover so he could enjoy the lewd show of her bouncing tits. But there was no time to disrupt the hearty fucking. She was already drowning in waves of lust and satisfaction.
At the peak of her ecstasy, Ned shot his load into her womb. They both squealed loudly as his jism spurted up into her clasping pussyhole. She moved up and down his spewing prick twice more, then dropped her weight fully on his cock, giving her cuntwalls a better chance to milk the young stud's prick.
"Fill me up with your come, Ned!" she blurted. "Fill my cunt!"
The convulsing muscles of her cunt sucked more spunk from his prick. The boy bucked and contorted beneath her as he desperately clutched at her asscheeks. She swayed back and forth, rubbing her pussy and ass hard against his groin while her greedy, shuddering cunthole gripped his fuckmeat.
"Oh, Ned!" she sighed when it was finally over. "I'm afraid we're getting behind with our painting. " The' boy chuckled as the sexy widow toppled off him and came to rest beside him.
"Well, I'm not worried if you aren't," he said, flashing a satisfied grin and lazily fingering her nipples.
With her lust momentarily cooled, Joy began to worry about the more pressing problem of keeping her affair with Ned secret from his parents. She cuddled against the boy, not knowing that their little secret was already out of the bag.
CHAPTER SIX
It wasn't until much later that Joy learned what had happened. Beth had watched her son enter Joy's house through the back door on the day that Joy had received the phone call from Tom. Beth, curious to see why her son was always so anxious to help their sexy neighbor with painting chores when she couldn't get the boy to straighten his room, wait ten minutes or so then followed his path into Joy's house.
The back door was unlocked and she walked into the kitchen, listening for sounds of activity. Beth wasn't prepared for what she discovered. She had suspected that the blonde widow might be letting the boy drink or smoke while conning him into painting. She didn't really think she would see the lewd scene she'd witnessed from the bedroom doorway.
Beth's stunned shock kept her frozen in place for long minutes as she saw her naked son and the naked widow locked in passionate embrace. Finally, trembling and shaken, she left the house and returned home, her mind confused with mixed images and emotions.
The spectacle of her naked son lustily banging Joy's asshole sent erotic shivers throughout her body. At the same time, Beth felt bitterly betrayed by her blonde friend and neighbor. How dare Joy seduce her teenage son? The disgusting bitch would have to be taught a lesson!
The following day Beth drove a protesting Ned to the bus station, bought him a ticket and sent him out of state to his grandmother's. By mid-afternoon, she was ready to surprise Joy and demand that the wanton blonde widow ex-plain to her why the authorities shouldn't be called. Seducing and sexually corrupting a teenage boy was certainly a major offense, and Beth was angry enough to see that Joy paid for the vile activity.
Joy heard the light knocking on her bedroom door just as she emerged from the adjoining bathroom fresh from a relaxing soak in the tub. She giggled girlishly and didn't bother to knot the open folds of her terrycloth robe together over her naked flesh as she moved toward the door.
"Getting formal in your old age, dear sir?" she chuckled as she threw open the bathroom door.
She gasped in horror and blinked as she saw Beth, grim-faced and steely-eyed, glaring back at her. The shock of finding Ned's mother standing there froze Joy momentarily. The huge lump clogging her throat made any further speech impossible.
With a suddenness that startled Joy almost as much as the action, the older woman slapped her face. The resounding smack jolted Joy from her shocked trance and brought instant tears to her eyes..
"Slut!" Beth hissed, trembling with rage. "I was expecting someone else," Joy stammered huskily, her guts turning to ice water.
"You were expecting Ned, bitch!" Beth shouted barging into the bedroom and pushing the near-naked blonde out of her way.
"No, no, I was... " Joy began, her voice breaking and her mind reeling from the unexpected, sudden shocking events.
"I saw you two yesterday and I saw what you're teaching my boy!" Beth wailed, her angry eyes seeing the blonde's provocative appearance for the first time. "Bitch!" she added in a strangely subdued whisper.
Joy slumped down on the edge of the bed, contemplating Beth's heated words. There was no use denying what Beth had obviously seen. There was no way to duck that. Her mind whirled as she fought the sickening feeling swelling in her guts.
"I didn't mean for it to happen," Joy sobbed, her humiliation sweeping through her. "It got out of hand and I should've stopped it. Oh, Beth, I swear I was going to stop it!".
"A little late for that, don't you think?" Beth snapped sarcastically, glared down at the blonde with a hands-on-hips stance. "From what I saw yesterday, you were a long way from stopping it. "
"Shit, I know, I know," she moaned, the tears blurring her vision. "I'm everything you said. Oh, Beth, I am a slut and a rotten bitch. Oh, fuck, your son came along and, well, he thinks he loves me, and I knew I had to help him get over the infatuation and... " Beth's angry snort cut off Joy's rambling words. "Well, whore, I've sent the boy away before you can help him anymore," she hissed. "I'm sparing him any more of your help."
Joy blinked and glanced up at Beth. Her mind raced as she listened to Beth's words. "Why didn't you stop me yesterday?" she asked softly, wiping away her tears. "What kind of mother would watch, then walk away as a big, bad bitch was devouring her son? Fuck, Beth, you're no better than me."
"You cunt!" Beth raged, charging toward the blonde and lifting her right hand to strike Joy again..
"Did you see how much Ned was enjoying himself?" Joy challenged, her words gaining force as she spoke. "Did he remind you of a helpless victim yesterday? Or, did he remind you of a man passionately loving a woman? Was it something you haven't experienced yourself lately? Well, Beth?"
The older, dark-haired woman glared down on the blonde, trembling as she slowly dropped her arms. Then she began to blink back tears.
"You slut," she whimpered. "I've had you in my home. I've been a friend to you. I've tried to comfort you when Glen died. "I've... I... " Her voice quivered, then trailed off as her sobs sounded.
Quickly, Joy leaped up and embraced her sobbing neighbor. She wrapped her arms around Beth and hugged her securely. She patted her back affectionately.
"Beth, everything you said is true," Joy whispered. "You have been a true friend to me, and I know how I've hurt you. I can't be forgiven for that, but I can still be a friend to you."
"I've got to get out of here," the brunette whimpered, weakly pulling away from the blonde. "I'll leave you alone, Joy."
"I don't want you to leave me alone, Beth," Joy said, gripping the brunette's shoulders and peering directly into her tear-streaked face. "Maybe we can help each other."
The brunette blinked away her tears as her gaze softened. She appraised the pretty blonde widow with renewed interest. "You hit the nail on the head when you said I wasn't used to enjoying a man's affections," she whispered, a light blush coloring her cheeks. "Tom seems to have lost interest in me."
"That's crazy, Beth," Joy said, still clutching the older woman's shoulders. "You're a beautiful, sexy lady."
"Bullshit," Beth scoffed. "I'm thirty-eight and I don't compare to the young girls my husband meets during the work day. I just know he's been fucking around on me for years, and I really can't blame him. I'm not exactly the most exciting woman in the world. I'm just a housewife with a teenage son."
"Oh, honey, you're much more than that," Joy said, grinning. "I've seen you in a bikini, remember? You've got the body a twenty-year- old girl would kill for. Now listen to me. Tom is like a lot of men. When they reach forty they start to think life is passing them by. They get nervous about missing out on some wild times. Hell, it's nothing but a stage with most men. Tom will wake up one day and realize what he's got in you. He'll come to his senses and fuck your brains out. Wait and see."
A grin tugged at the corners of Beth's mouth. "You really think so, Joy?" she asked. "You really think Tom will pass this stage and things will go back to normal?"
"They'll be even better," Joy snapped confidently. "Hell, with a woman like you, he'd be insane to lose you."
Beth smiled and glanced down over Joy's curvaceous nudity peeking through her opened robe. "I don't think I compare to you, Joy," she whispered.
"That's bullshit, " Joy snapped. "I bet your tits are even bigger than mine. And I've always admired your legs, Beth. Last summer I thought Glen was going to drool at the pool when you strolled by us in your sexy little yellow bikini."
"Really?" the brunette asked, her grin widening.
Joy nodded. "You bet." A strange impulse overtook her, and Joy reached tentatively to cup the brunette's heavy tits through her blouse.
"Yes," she cooed breathlessly as she gently squeezed the generous bulge of Beth's tits. "Your tits would turn any man into a sex-crazed animal."
The brunette's smiling expression trans-formed into a lust-glazed look. She gasped softly and trembled under the blonde's bold touch.
"Your problem, Beth, is that you've seen yourself as nothing but a boring housewife for too long," Joy whispered, getting bolder as she fondled the older woman's mammoth tits through her blouse. "You've hidden the real sexy woman that you are. You just need some-one to help you bring out that sexy tiger inside' you."
"And Joy, you can help me do that?" The question lingered between the two woman as Joy's fingers fluttered over Beth's tits.
"I'd love to try," Joy said softly.
Without thinking, still relying on pure instinct, Joy slowly started unbuttoning Beth's blouse. The brunette offered no protest as the blonde carefully peeled off her blouse and examined the snowy tit-mounds bulging over the lacy cups of Beth's bra.
Their eyes locked momentarily and a silent message passed between them. Joy knew the brunette wanted her to continue, and Joy anxiously reached to unhook Beth's bra. She stripped off the bra and exposed Beth's full, ripe tits. Then, without hesitation, Joy brought her hands to Beth's heavy tits and squeezed them hard.
"Mmmmm!" Beth murmured, the blush deepening on her face as her pink nipples stiffened like tiny, pointed balloons. "Oh, Joy, I... I've never... "
"Don't talk," Joy whispered. "We don't have to explain anything."
Beth moaned as Joy kneaded her plump tits and rolled her stiff nipples between fingertips. Without thinking, she brought her hands to Joy's hips and started caressing the blonde's shapely, naked body beneath her opened robe.
Suddenly, Joy leaned down and gobbled one of the brunette's swollen nipples into her mouth. She sucked and her neighbor moaned with pleasure. Joy thrilled at the brunette's fast arousal, and she delicately chewed on her tasty nipple. She wanted to make Beth swoon.
Joy felt the brunette's hands timidly caressing her naked flesh, and the shy stroking quickly brought ripples of pleasure throughout her own body. Her flesh tingled with lusty arousal and, judging from Beth's smoldering expression and her deep sighs, Joy knew her neighbor was just as horny.
Joy jammed a hand up under Beth's skirt and gouged her cunt through her panties. She could feel the heat of Beth's cunt even though the nylon material. She sucked harder on Beth's nipple then gulped more of her tit-melon between her moist lips.
Beth gasped and began rubbing her hands wildly over Joy's luscious flesh. She massaged the blonde's shapely asscheeks, kneading and stroking the firm flesh with an urgency that pleased Joy. Beth's breathing became ragged as Joy moved her mouth to her other tit and repeated the erotic sucking and nibbling.
When Beth's exploring hands grazed through Joy's furry cunt-muff, the horny blonde squealed with delight and popped her mouth off Beth's tit. She straightened, gasping for breath as her own arousal raged. Without speaking she led the older woman to the bed and started un-zipping the tiny zipper at the side of Beth's skirt.
Beth didn't remain passive very long. She helped as Joy tugged down her skirt. Beth stepped out of her skirt and removed her high heels. She stood up in front of the sexy blonde and watched as Joy dropped her robe and sat on the edge of the bed. Shivering with lust and excitement, Joy held her arms out to the older woman.
"You're a gorgeous woman, Beth," the blonde rasped as she ogled the brunette's curvaceous shape. "Tom will come to his senses and stop fucking around before you know it. No man can ignore a body like yours for very long."
"Fuck Tom," she hissed, her voice husky and low as she moved closer to the blonde. "I don't understand what's happening to me, but I like it. I'm beginning to feel like a real woman for the first time in months."
Joy grinned. "Take off your panties, Beth," she cooed. "I want to see your pussy."
Beth shuddered visibly as she slowly pulled her panties down over her flared hips and long, tapered legs. She stepped out of them daintily and proudly displayed 'her fully-naked body to the horny blonde widow.
Joy's mouth watered as she gazed at Beth's glistening, dark-haired cunt-bush. The dark curls were already dotted with the dew of Beth's nectar. Joy had never harbored any desires to suck another woman's pussy, but the close-up view of Beth's hairy cunt was strikingly enticing.
As if reading her thoughts, Beth suddenly moved into the blonde's outstretched arms and crushed her body against her hot flesh. She wrapped her arms around Joy and instantly reached down to cup her asscheeks as she squirmed on the edge of the bed.
Joy moaned as she returned the older woman's embrace. She plastered her mouth to Beth's and plunged her tongue into her throat. She explored Beth's eager mouth and caressed her hot, silky flesh.
Beth sucked on Joy's invading tongue. Her eager motions intensified as she caressed the blonde's flawless skin and pressed herself tightly against her.
The two women melted down onto the bed, their legs entwined and their mouths glued together. They rolled on the bed, their hands exploring as soft whimpers came from their mouths.
Joy squirmed on top of Beth and sat up. She panted as she quickly pawed the older woman's huge tits and watched the brunette's face flush with passion. Beth's horny squeals added to the pleasure sweeping through Joy's body, and the horny widow felt her pussy shudder and twitch in aroused heat. She moaned as she fondled Beth's enormous tits and lowered her mouth down to them.
Beth wrapped her arms around Joy's head and pulled the blonde's face hard against her tits. She moaned and started to hump suggestively as Joy's active lips nibbled on her tingling nipples.
Joy attacked the brunette's mammoth milkers. She sucked one large nipple into her mouth and whipped the hard tip with her tongue. She heard the brunette's sudden yelps of pleasure and she rapidly redoubled her lusty efforts.
Beth's back arched. "Bite them, Joy! Oh, yes, bite them! '" she cried, rolling her hips and ass over the bed. "Bite my nipples, Joy! Damn, that makes me so fucking hot!"
Joy whimpered, her mouth stuffed with her neighbor's tit. She chewed on the nipple then sucked as Beth twisted on her back and moaned with delight.
Sensations swirled inside Joy's cunt as she feasted on the brunette's delicious tits. Joy gobbled up the tit flesh, then showered them with her hot saliva. She swirled her tongue all over the brunette's plump tits, finishing one before giving her full attention to the other tit.
"Oh, God help me, I love it!" Beth crooned. "Oooohhhh, shit yes, Joy! Suck my tittles. Bite my nipples, honey! Oh, yes! God, I love that so much!"
Beth scratched her nails through Joy's silky hair. Her hips jerked and her ass jiggled in-voluntarily, and Joy knew the horny older woman was bursting with sexual arousal. She continued attacking the brunette's sensitive tits and nipples with her mouth. She flicked her tongue over Beth's trapped nipple, teasing it with delightful swipes before clamping her teeth around the jutting little bud.
Eventually, Joy freed Beth's tits from her at-tacking mouth, but there was no doubt about what the blonde widow was going to do next. She wasted no time dragging her wet tongue down across Beth's belly. She lingered at the brunette's navel, flicking her tongue tip through the little hole, making Beth's belly flex and con-tort involuntarily.
"Oh, Joy! What are you doing to me?" the brunette gasped.
"I think you know," Joy said, grinning up at Beth. "I'm doing what you want me to do."
The older woman shivered as she moaned.
She writhed and spread her legs wide even before Joy made her way down between the parted thighs. Beth continued to clutch Joy's hair as the blonde dipped lower and lower, bringing her talented mouth just inches above the brunette's creamy pussy.
"Oh, Joy, my pussy is on fire!' the brunette hissed. "I didn't think it could get so hot and wet!"
"Maybe you've just forgotten," Joy murmured with a small chuckle as she traced her tongue tip through the forest of cunt-hair.
She wasted no time licking her tongue through Beth's cunt-muff and tasting the brunette's sweet-smelling pussy pump and juices.
"Oooohhhh, God!" Beth wailed. "You're killing me, Joy! I can't take it! Oooohhhh, this is the wildest thing I've ever done!"
Joy giggled, enjoying herself thoroughly.
Knowing that she had brought the older woman into the throes of passion greatly excited the blonde. Her own body was sizzling with lust as she planted her hungry mouth against the brunette's cuntlips. ," Joy swirled her tongue through the brunette's pussy, licking up and down and driving the older woman absolutely wild. The sweet scent of Beth's cunt drifted up and filled Joy's head with additional desire.
"Oooohhhh, yes, Joy!" Beth gasped as she thrashed on her back and humped her ass up and down. "Eat me, Joy! Eat my pussy! I don't believe this! You've got to keep eating my pussy!"
Joy readily complied with the brunette's husky please. She licked in broad swipes of her tongue, flicking her tongue down to the brunette's asscrack, through her steamy cunt -slit and up to her clit. She waited until Beth's cuntlips were slippery and sloppy with pussy juice before she plunged her tongue deep into the brunette's flexing fuck-tunnel.
Beth yelled guttural cries as Joy tongue -fucked her juicy pussy. Tremendous shudders rocked the brunette's body and her cries intensified.
Beth slammed her pussy up against Joy's mouth, impaling her cunthole on the driving tongue. Her fuck-motions were frenzied and wild as the older woman totally surrendered to the lust so obviously swamping her body.
As a fierce orgasm rocked her cunt and Beth shrieked her ecstasy, Joy chose that precise moment to plunge a finger into the older woman's asshole. Keeping her mouth plastered against Beth's nectar-gushing pussy, Joy worked her fingers knuckle-deep into the brunette's tight shitter.
"Ooooohhhhh, Joy! Joy!" Beth screamed.
"I've never felt this kind of pleasure! Ooooohhh, fuck, fuck! Don't stop!"
Joy tongued the brunette's pussy and explored her asshole with a drilling finger. She gouged the digit in and out of Beth's tight, buttery shit-chute as she slurped up another gushing wave of Beth's cunt come. She sucked and swallowed, gulping down the tasty nectar with relish.
The blonde widow brought Beth to another violent orgasm before she pulled her finger from the brunette's asshole and lifted her face off her seething cunt. She leaned forward and raked her fingers over the brunette's flesh until she was once again massaging Beth's mammoth tits.
Joy's face was smeared with pussy juice, but she didn't care. She thrilled to the sight of Beth so totally overwhelmed by the wanton lust and pleasure engulfing her.
"Do me now," she whispered to the brunette.
"Eat me, Beth," she urged. "You'll like It."
Beth blinked and hesitated before a wicked smile spread across her face. Suddenly she bolted up into a sitting position as Joy fell back onto the bed, watching intently. Joy was happily surprised at the way the brunette bent to the task of tongue-fucking her pussy.
Joy spasmed as the brunette's mouth touched her pussy. She twitched her ass involuntarily and mashed her overheated cut against Beth's mouth.
"That's it!" Joy gasped, encouraging the in-experienced older woman. "Eat me, Beth! Chew on my cunt! Oh yes, yes, good girl!"
Beth dined on the blonde's pussy with surprising vigor. Her timid streak had vanished, being washed away by the explosive orgasms that had so recently jarred her senses.
When Beth shoved her tongue into Joy's cunthole. Joy's pussy sucked on her invading tongue, pulling it deeper inside. Hot shivers of bliss shot through her horny young body as she fucked back at the older woman's face.
Joy grabbed her own tits and squeezed her tingling tit-flesh as she savored the delightful tongue- fucking Beth was giving her. She pinched her nipples and yelped as the sparking sensations raced throughout her body. Her pussy spasmed and churned and belched gobs of fuck -cream out over Beth's drilling tongue.
"Yyyyeesss!" Joy wailed as her back arched.
"Tongue me, Beth! Good God, honey, you're doing some job on my pussy! Bite me, baby! Chew on my cunt. Oooohhhh, yes, gobble up my pussy juice!"
She bounced her ass up and down on the bed and ground her cunt into Beth's mouth. A tremendous orgasm shuddered through her fuckhole as she pulled and twisted her tits. She flopped up and down in wild contortions as the ecstasy swept through her, tossing her body violently.
"Oh, Beth, bite my clit!" Joy commanded. "Do it, Beth! Do it now!"
The older woman obeyed and Joy nearly went berserk as Beth followed her earlier technique and rammed a finger into her asshole. Beth's digit rubbed the tight clinging walls of Joy's shit-chute as she gently closed her teeth around her clit. She sucked vigorously on the blonde's fuck- button and continued to finger Joy's asshole.
Joy heard the older woman's loud, slurping sounds as Beth gluttonously feasted on her Syrupy pussy. Joy's body rocked from the wondrous pleasures whipping through her, and she savored the rapid build-up of another intense climax boiling in the juicy depths of her cunt canal.
The inside of her cunt exploded just as Beth slammed her stiffened tongue back into her slippery fuckhole. Hot pussy-juice gushed from the pulsing walls of her pussy and flooded her fuck- tunnel. It flowed from her cunthole and saturated Beth's pretty face.
Beth gurgled as another wave of cunt cream drenched her face and poured into her sucking mouth. She bravely gulped the hot, clear nectar, exciting Joy that much more while continuing to plow her finger in and out of the blonde's flexing asshole.
Joy humped madly and wrapped her legs around the brunette's head. The blonde widow bucked and thrashed as her orgasms happened in rapid-fire sequence. She cried out as her ass bounced up and down on the bed and her asshole spasmed against Beth's invading finger.
"Ooooohhhh, Beth, I've got to tongue your pussy again!" Joy gasped as she pushed herself upright, absorbing the fierce battering of the endless orgasms spasming through her cunt.
Joy kept her legs locked around the brunette's head as she sat up and ground her dripping pussy against Beth's mouth. She twisted around, shifted her weight and fell across the older woman's body, burying her face in the brunette's cunt-muff.
Both women wailed their mutual ecstasy as Joy munched eagerly on Beth's pussy pulp. She smiled wantonly as she savored Beth's tireless tongue-fucking motions on her cunthole.. Through the entire shift of positions, Beth had kept her mouth glued to Joy's creamy pussy. Joy's smile spread and she snickered against the brunette's syrupy cunt as she realized she had created a lust-consumed monster.
Recalling Tom's similar words about her some time ago made Joy think the current situation was wonderfully ironic.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Here's to Beth for sending Ned away and giving the three of us a chance at a nice, cozy weekend," Tom said, his voice booming as he lifted his glass in a toast.
Beth and Joy chuckled as they raised their glasses and sipped the white wine Tom had just poured. They were standing around the formal dining table at Tom's and Beth's house, having just finished an elaborate dinner.
Throughout the meal Joy had been wondering if Beth had told her husband about the lesbo relationship she and Joy had been enjoying. She wondered too, whether Tom had admitted to Beth his brief sexual episode with Joy, and warmed by the food and the booze, Joy allowed herself to unwind.
Now as the three toasted each other, Joy detected subtle glances between the married couple. The sexy blonde tensed again as she decided Beth and Tom were sharing some secret at her expense. Joy didn't relish the notion of being caught in the middle of some family fight even if she was the one lady who had shared a bed with each family member.
"With the boy gone, we can let our hair down and behave like adults," Tom said after gulping down his drink and laughing heartily. He flashed a lewd wink at Joy as his eyes fastened on her big tits pressing out the front of her blouse. "We all are consenting adults, aren't we?"
Joy felt her face blush as she chuckled nervously and nodded. "I can't argue with that," she said, hearing Beth's giggle.
"Good!" Tom said, his eyes sparkling as he placed his glass down on the table and moved toward Joy. "Let's go get comfortable, ladies."
Before Joy knew what was happening, Tom draped his arms over Joy's and his wife's shoulders and escorted them out of the dining room. He led the women straight toward the master bedroom as Joy glanced questioningly toward Beth. The pretty brunette merely smiled back at Joy and gave no further indication of what Tom had in store for them.
Once inside the bedroom, Tom pulled Joy close to him and kissed her full on the lips. Joy stiffened, wondering about Beth's reaction. She gasped when Tom's hands went to her tits. She tried to squirm out of his grasp when he started rubbing her tits through her blouse, but held her tightly against him, his free arm wrapped securely around her waist.
He drilled his tongue in and out of her lips just as Joy felt Beth move up behind her and begin caressing her legs and her ass. Joy's mind reeled, and she trembled as she realized this little dinner party had been a set-up, and that she was the victim of the couple's scheme.
"What's going on here?" Joy gasped, finally freeing her lips from Tom's plunging tongue. "What are you two doing to me?"
Tom threw his head back and laughed uproariously while Beth, still tenderly rubbing Joy's ass through the blonde's skirt, uttered her own shrill chuckle.
"What the hell do you think?" Tom said.
"The three of us are going to have a real party, baby. There's no point in you sneaking around and entertaining my family one at a time at your house."
"What?" Joy whispered, her worst fears hit-ting her. "You know?"
"Hell, yes!" Tom boomed, his laughter ringing in the blonde's ears. "Beth told me all about it, and I must say the-idea of my sweet little wife sucking pussy just drives me bonkers! Shit, what a kick! And all these years I thought sweet little Beth had the imagination of a mouse! I've got to hand it to you, Joy, you've actually brought out the best in us."
Joy trembled as Beth squeezed her ass and rubbed against her back. At the same time, Tom gripped Joy's tits and pressed his lips hard against hers. He frenched her, stabbing his tongue into her mouth, making it impossible for the blonde widow to resist.
The room started to spin as Joy felt raped by fondling hands. Suddenly the young blonde found herself stretched out on her back across the bed with Tom and Beth hovering over her. Tom crouched between her thighs and Beth rested alongside Joy, rubbing the blonde's tit while unbuttoning Joy's blouse.
"Don't be bashful, Joy," Beth purred, giggling with excitement as she peeled back the blonde's blouse. "We're all such close friends."
Tom wasted no time pushing Joy's skirt up and bunching it around her waist. In a moment his hands were on her nylon-covered hips and he was caressing her pussy. At the same time, Beth managed to remove Joy's bra. The brunette fondled the blonde's huge tits as she leaned over and tongued Joy's mouth. Tom spread the blonde's legs wide apart as he rubbed her pussy through her panties.
"Start stripping, Beth, before you get yourself too worked up," Tom said, glancing at his wife as he tugged Joy's panties down over her shapely hips and legs.
Beth quickly obeyed her husband's command. She stayed on the bed beside Joy as she hurriedly undressed. Joy couldn't deny a stir-ring of arousal inside her as she watched Beth strip and felt the marvelous things Tom was doing to her cunt.
Tom's fingers slid in and out of Joy's seething cunt.
"Damn, what a hot pussy!" he said, fluttering his fingertips along the blonde's creamy cuntlips.
"You aren't telling me anything I don't know," Beth chuckled, winking down at Joy.
Tom snorted. "Don't you have something better to do than make smartass comments?" he snapped, trying to sound stern.
"Oh, yes," Beth cooed, grinning broadly as she leaned down and buried her face against Joy's mammoth tits.
Despite the strange turn of events, Joy swooned as Beth's tongue lapped wet caresses over her throbbing nipples. The horny blonde squealed softly as Beth tongue-lashed her tits.
The brunette sucked one of Joy's stiff nipples into her mouth and clamped her teeth around her tit-bud. Beth made loud sucking sounds as she gobbled. Then, as the brunette switched to Joy's other tit and repeated the procedure, Joy surrendered to her own passions and wrapped her arms around Beth's head. The blonde felt her pussy spasm as she held Beth's face against her tits.
"Oh Joy, baby, you've been cheating yourself," Tom said, tweaking the blonde's slick clit between two fingertips. "See how great it is with both of us working on you at the same time? Hell, you'll probably never be satisfied taking just one of us on at a time."
Joy couldn't have replied to Tom even if she tried. Sensations were flooding her and she became a willing prisoner to the hot lust searing her senses. She jerked her hips and ass, rising and falling on the bed, offering her wet cunt to Tom's fingers.
Beth sucked one tit and then the other, her dark hair flying around sexily as she feasted on Joy's delicious tits. Her pants and moans almost matched Joy's as she sucked and licked all over the blonde's enormous tits.
Seconds later, when Tom ran his lips up and down Joy's inner thighs, inching his way to her cunt, the blonde widow began to moan a deep, continuous sigh of raw pleasure. She felt the trickle of her hot pussy-juice seep out over her puffy cuntlips and the glorious sensations of her clit tingling and swelling. Oh, she couldn't stand the torture of waiting for Tom's mouth to touch her cunt!
Finally, Tom planted a series of light kisses on Joy's cunt-muff, bathing her convulsing pussy-pulp with his hot breath. In the next instant, he sliced his tongue tip through her pussy and flicked it against her distended clit. He moved one hand down and wedged it under her ass as he continued to tongue-whip her.
Joy shrieked at the feel of Tom's mouth and tongue on her tender pussy. She thrilled to the way he held her thighs apart and licked his tongue over every nook and fold and crevice of her hairy pussy. When he abandoned her clit for the moment and stabbed his tongue into her pussy-hole, Joy went wild.
She screamed as an abrupt orgasm raged through her fuck-tunnel. Her curvaceous body flopped and contorted on the bed, and the blonde automatically tightened her grip on the brunette's head.
As the husband and wife team used their tongues and lips to induce a tremendous climax inside Joy, the horny blonde gyrated violently beneath them. Her wails of passion grew hoarse and her flesh seemed to smolder. But nothing mattered to Joy except the glorious pleasure engulfing her.
Beth quickly crouched down over the humping, screaming blonde and pushed her own tits against Joy's face. Joy opened her mouth without hesitation and sucked in one of Beth's huge milkers.
Tom continued stroking his tongue in and out of Joy's cunthole, driving the blonde toward another jarring climax. Joy bucked her hips and fucked back at his pistoning tongue. She squealed and gasped and whimpered as his stabbing tongue poked into her cunt channel.
"Hey, Joy is having too much fun," Tom said suddenly, resting back on his knees and licking his grinning lips. "If we aren't careful, Beth, we'll wear her out before this party really gets going."
"Joy never wears out as long as she's getting her cunt sucked," Beth said without malice. "But, darling, you're right. Let's give Joy a break and let her watch us for a while."
Tom flashed a lopsided grin as he moved across the bed toward his wife. "Showtime," he quipped as he unzipped his pants fly, pulled out his rock-hard prick and shoved it into Beth's mouth.
Joy watched with aroused interest as Beth sucked Tom's cockhead. The horny brunette played with his balls while she bobbed her head up and down over his prick. She moaned and cooed as she sucked her husband's meaty cock, giving Joy a perfect view of the lusty action. As Joy gazed at the cock sucking action, she started fingering her own pussy.
"Get it real slick, Beth," Tom hissed, twisting his wife's dark hair and hammering his cock in and out of her mouth. "I want it wet and hot before I fuck Joy's cunt."
Joy furiously finger-fucked her pussy as she waited for Tom to fuck her. She thrilled to the way Beth drooled over Tom's fat fuckmeat. She loved the way Beth's big tits dangled arid swayed as she munched on her husband's cock. Joy was tempted to move up behind Beth and tongue her wiggling ass, but Tom moved too fast. He suddenly pushed Beth away, freed his saliva- glistening prick from her mouth and turned his attention to Joy.
Joy gasped and panted as Tom aimed his engorged prick head at her. She fell back flat on the bed, keeping her hands over her seething, pussy even as Tom approached her.
"I hope you've been keeping it hot and wet for me," Tom rasped, positioning himself between her wide-spread thighs.
Joy's eyes were half-shut and her lips contorted with lust as she nodded. She whimpered softly as she spread apart her puffy cuntlips with her fingertips, anxiously awaiting the touch of his thick cockhead against her pink pussy-pulp.
Tom lifted Joy's legs slightly then planted his swollen cockhead against her pussy socket. With one savage thrust he banged half of his fuck shaft into her steamy cunt channel.
The horny blonde widow shrieked at the invasion of fuckmeat inside her convulsing pussy. Searing sensations rang her nerves and she humped up instinctively to meet the mighty thrust of his cock. With one quick jerk of her hips, she impaled her pussy on his stiff cock and felt his [ism-filled balls slap against her upturned ass.
"Ooooohhhhh, Tom!" Joy squealed, her big tits flopping and heaving as his cock nailed her pussy. "Yes, yyyeeessss, darling! Fuck me hard and deep, lover! Fuck my cunt!"
He wasted no time picking up the tempo of his fuckstrokes, shoving his prick in and out of her cunt channel in a blinding speed. Their bodies slammed together' as Joy wantonly humped and squirmed, meeting every one of his vicious fuck-thrusts.
The blonde's nectar-drenched cuntwalls clasped around Tom's pounding fuckmeat, massaging and sucking as Joy's passion over-whelmed her senses. Her cunt shook and vibrated as a bone-jarring orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy-juices flowed and her overheated cuntal membranes squeezed his cock.
Tom growled in ecstasy as he leaned over Joy's body and started sucking her tits without missing a single fuck stroke. As Joy wailed and spasmed in the throes of her fierce climax, she glimpsed Beth crawling behind Tom and pushing her face against his bucking ass. She continued to gaze over Tom's shoulder as Beth licked her tongue through Tom's asscrack.
Joy received the benefit of Tom's sudden jolt.
He groaned and bolted, shoving his prick hard into Joy's cunt, igniting another sizzling orgasm to explode in the depths of the blonde's pussy passage. Joy knew immediately that Beth had just darted her tongue into Tom's asshole, and from the wild reaction of the man, Joy knew Beth was spiritly drilling Tom's asshole with maddening tongue- thrusts.
The combination of Joy's milking cunt muscles and Beth's ass-probing tongue caused his balls to boil over. He grunted as he dumped his load into Joy's cunt. His body shuddered as he collapsed down hard on Joy, burying his face against her tits.
While he recovered, the two women smiled at each other and didn't have to wait for Tom's encouragement as they embraced and feverishly began caressing each other's soft, feminine flesh. As the women arranged themselves in a sixty-nine position, Joy glanced toward Tom and smiled. His eyes were fixed on the lewd action and he was stroking his prick, pumping it up into a raging hard-on.
Joy dipped her mouth down into Beth's steamy pussy meat and sighed happily. This was her kind of party.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Joy was in bed with Beth, savoring the afterglow of a wonderful orgasm. Beth had just finished eating her pussy and fingering her ass, and now the women were sprawled on Joy's king-sized bed, lazily stroking each other's tits. It was late afternoon, and the women had been feasting on each other since noon.
With a reluctant sigh, Beth stirred and climbed off the bed. Joy watched as the shapely brunette reached for her clothes and began to dress.
"Oh, did I mention that Ned phoned last night?" Beth said, stepping into her panties.
"No," Joy said, sitting up and propping herself against the headboard, her interest ignited. "When is he coming home?"
"That's just it," Beth said, giggling. "He's begging us to let him stay the rest of the month."
"Oh?" Joy commented, trying to hide her disappointment.
"Yeah. He's met a girl," Beth said with a wink. "She's a young country girl, and poor Ned has been bitten by the love bug."
"That's nice," Joy said, feeling a strange hurt even as she forced a smile.
"That solves everything," Beth said, straightening her skirt and checking the result in the dresser mirror. "We were worried that his infatuation- with you could be damaging. Well, some little teenage honey has ended our worries."
"Seems so," Joy said, struggling to sound carefree and casual.
In truth, the blonde widow was devastated.
She knew it was crazy and she had trouble admitting it even to herself, but the teenager stud's devotion and affection had stroked her womanly pride. It was a bitter blow to realize the boy had forgotten her so quickly. She told herself it was to be expected, and that a teenager's affections are fickle, but none of her reasoning lessened the pain. In a strange way, it was a lot like being widowed again. She hadn't felt such a sense of loss since Glen's death.
Joy politely declined Beth's dinner invitation.
She wasn't feeling very sociable, but she tried not to let Beth know it as she walked her neighbor to the back door, kissed her warmly and watched her stroll home.
Joy took a shower and thought about fixing a simple dinner for herself. But the thought of food wasn't appetizing. She couldn't get her mind off young Ned and his new-found love. Damn, she thought bitterly, what kind of woman have I become that I feel jilted by a teenage boy? What a screwed up slut I am!
She noticed Tom arrive home from work, and she made a snap decision to leave. She wasn't in the mood for him pestering her to join him and Beth for dinner. In fact, she wasn't in the mood for anything except some tall drinks and a quiet, dark corner. Drowning her hurt in booze, she reflected, might not be smart, but Joy was interested only in soothing her bruised feelings. She drove aimlessly for half an hour then, impulsively parked and entered a brightly lit bar in a nonthreatening neighborhood. She ordered a double vodka and found a small table for two in a far comer away from the loud jukebox. She sipped her drink and idly watched the giggling, dancing couples that crowded the floor.
"Fancy seeing you here," a familiar voice said through the din of brassy jukebox music and drunken giggling.
Joy blinked through the curtain of cigarette smoke lingering in the heavy air. She saw the smiling man standing beside her table and her mind whirled as he tried to connect a name with the familiar face.
"Join you?" he said, helping himself to the chair opposite her. "I didn't know you were a serious drinker."
Suddenly she recognized him. It was the mailman. An instant flood of erotic memories tumbled through her brain as she fought for something to say. She laughed nervously and tried to hide her surprise at seeing him.
"I'm really not such a serious drinker," she said finally. "In fact, this is my first visit here."
He nodded, his broad smile still intact on his handsome face, his eyes riveting maddeningly on her face. It was the same sensual gaze she remembered.
"Are you a regular here?" she asked, squirming uneasily on her chair.
"Nope," he said. There was a long silence as he continued to peer into her face, then he chuckled. "The fact it, I followed you here. I thought you were trying to lose me the way you kept driving around, but I hung in there."
"You followed me! Why?" Joy gasped, amazed and at the same time a little thrilled.
His grin curled into a sheepish smile. "I wanted to get you alone," he said. "A mailman doesn't miss much. I was beginning to think you'd stay married to your neighbors and I wouldn't have another chance at you."
His words floored her. She gazed at him and couldn't help responding to his boyish grin. There was something about him that reminded her of Glen. Perhaps it was the calm, disarming way he had, even when he said shocking things. All she knew was that the mailman obviously had feelings for her that went beyond boyish infatuation. An instinctive voice told Joy that this man's affection for her wouldn't be fragile or fickle.
Ten minutes later they were leaving the bar together. Joy drove her car and the mailman followed in his as they returned to Joy's house.
They went straight to the bedroom without speaking, and slowly, tenderly began stripping each other. It seemed the most normal thing in the world to do.
When they were both naked, the mailman gently directed her down on the bed. He gazed at her curvaceous body, and Joy could almost feel the heat from his hot eyes as he examined her big, pointed tits, flat belly, shapely thighs and the V of the curly blonde fuzz that masked' her pink-lipped cunt.
A hot itchy desire flowered in the depths of her pussy, and she felt the sticky oozing of her nectar dampening her inner thighs. Her large nipples tingled and grew stiff as her arousal peaked. Her eyes locked on his throbbing prick and big, jizz-bloated balls, and Joy knew she wanted this man. In that split second when things become clear and focused, she knew the mailman was much more than an extension or a reminder of Glen. He was definitely his own man, and Joy recognized the first stirrings of love inside her as she lusted for his twitching cock.
He crawled up beside her and patiently' brushed strands of her long blonde hair off her face. He lowered his mouth to hers, and Joy moaned softly as she yielded to his embrace and his kiss. He wiggled his tongue between her moist lips and she gladly sucked it deep into her throat.
Gently, he broke the kiss and gracefully swung over her, his knees straddling her chest, his thighs brushing the heavy sides of her bulging tits. Joy blinked and there was his jutting cock swaying and wobbling inches from her wet, hot mouth.
He moved slowly, cautiously, until his engorged cockhead was caressing her lips. Then, with a ruthlessness that startled and thrilled her, he plunged his fat, long cock into her open mouth. An instant scream was muffled and strangled as his cock sank quickly to her throat, filling her mouth, straining her jaw and momentarily making her gag.
The choked scream became a moan of pure -pleasure as she thrashed beneath his weight, her mouth impaled by his cock. She shuddered in surrender as her mouth came alive supplying subtle pressures, gentle sucks and a moist pocket for his hard fuckmeat.
She slid her hands over his naked hips, then massaged his taut, manly asscheeks. She groaned happily as he began long, slow plunges of his cock in and out of her-clinging mouth. She stared up to catch the expression of wild lust and pleasure covering his face, and Joy thrilled to the knowledge that she was pleasing her man.
She used her tongue cunningly and moved her head from side to side, giving the mailman's prick a total treatment. She loved the way he moved his cock between her moist lips, poking it into her sucking mouth as her passionate mood intensified. She loved the overpowering presence of this man over her, holding her down with his weight and strength, dominating her. She loved the fact that he was in complete charge of her, controlling her and using her.
Her lips and mouth and tongue worked feverishly as she slid her hands around to his crotch and cupped his meaty balls. She took great delight in fondling and massaging his balls with her fingers and palms. She sucked on his cock with added enthusiasm while she played with his come-heavy balls.
She groaned as she detected the first tremblings in his thighs where they pressed against the soft sides of her tits. She felt his cock surge inside her mouth as it hardened. Her anticipation swelled as she knew he was on the edge of his personal ecstasy.
Suddenly, Joy made it her mission to suck the come right out of his balls and to gulp it down in greedy swallows. She thrilled as his fuck -thrusts into her mouth became hard and erratic. His swollen cockhead hit against the back of her throat, triggering reflexive spasms that strangely resounded inside her juicy cunt.
Her head rocked against the pillow as he hammered his cock in and out of her stretched lips. His strong loins jerked forward, repeatedly plunging his prick to the limit inside her mouth. Her lips sizzled from the friction that developed as he speared his cock in and out of her mouth.
He grunted and gasped as his head jerked up.
He grimaced in an expression of supreme ecstasy, and Joy immediately gloried in his pleasure. A jet of thick, pulpy come splashed into her throat, causing even more spasms in-side her pussy as she swallowed.
The mailman went wild and continued to fuck her mouth savagely. His cock spewed jism like an erupting volcano as he grunted and growled and groaned.
Joy's head bounced on the pillow, rocked by his powerful fuck-thrusts. Her mouth was flooded with his salty-sweet jizz even as she gulped and swallowed as fast as possible.
Finally, his wild bucking and fuck-stroking slowed and she felt his prick begin to wilt between her squeezing lips. He pulled his cock out of her soft, flooded mouth, and Joy skimmed her lips over his cock flesh as he withdrew it.
For a few seconds! she lay dazed, her mouth full and a feeling of peace and satisfaction rippling through her. She waited until she was sure he was watching, then she swallowed the rest of his load. She licked her lush lips and smiled up at him.
They found no need to speak as he returned her smile and slowly scooted down her body. He positioned himself between her spread thighs and began peppering her dew-sparkled cunt- muff with hot kisses. Joy gasped and twitched her hips automatically, thrilling to the gentle touch of his lips on her pussy. Her cuntlips quivered and her clit spasmed. She couldn't contain the sudden squeal that ripped through her throat.
He flicked his tongue through her creamy pussy, then tongue-whipped her clit. Joy twisted and gyrated on the bed, clutching his head between her thighs as he tickled her most sensitive nerves with his tongue tip.
He drove her crazy with his tonguing tickles and caresses. Never once did he slip his tongue into her seething cunthole, and that drove her into a frenzy of unclaimed passion. His nibbling lips and flicking tongue on her clit became instruments of torture. He managed to keep her arousal at a rolling boil without allowing her to experience the glorious sensations of an orgasm.
When she couldn't endure the exquisite torture any longer and her insides were fluttering and burning, he pulled his mouth off her cuntlips and moved lithely over her body. He gripped the base of his now-hard cock and guided his engorged cockhead into her gooey pussy.
Joy wailed a grateful shriek as he began thrusting prick, hard inches of his fuckmeat into her molten cunt cavern. She jerked and humped as he thrust deep.
"Ahhhhh! Oooh, yes, yes, yyyeeesss!" she cried. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Yyyeeesss! " Her pussy was filled instantly with his cock.
Her pussy lips spasmed and gripped the fat base of his fuckmeat as he lowered his head and kissed her. His mouth was soft yet demanding as his tongue probed her mouth.
She sighed and spread her hot lips on his, and her tongue met his in a sweet, electrifying dance. Her arms crept around his back and she hugged him close, loving the feel of his hard muscles and the sensations of his hot slab of fuckmeat buried inside her simmering cunthole.
Gradually, he ended the kiss and started withdrawing his prick from her clasping pussy passage. She slid her hands down onto the taut smoothness of his asscheeks and squeezed the hard flesh as he suddenly plowed his cock back into her steamy cunt. His prickhead hit bottom, then he jerked his cock back out and slammed it again into her pussy. Each fuck stroke became harder and faster, and Joy squealed out her ecstasy.
She kissed as his cock sliced in and out of her fuck-tunnel. She dug her fingers into his ass flesh and humped up and down, meeting every one of his savage fuck-thrusts. She gasped and shuddered as her hands rode his flexing ass, silently urging him on as he fucked her cunt.
Her belly spasmed and her big tits heaved with her heavy breathing. She squealed and screamed as a tremendous orgasm, so long denied her by his teasing tongue, finally exploded inside her convulsing cunt channel. Her syrupy nectar gushed out over his pistoning prick and dribbled out over his balls and her inner thighs.
The wild fucking continued, and the mailman didn't slow his motions. He banged her pussy with his cock in a frenzy of lust and need, and Joy welcomed the almost brutal attack. This was what she needed! This was what she hungered for!
Her churning cunt became the center of her world as he fucked her into a state of continual orgasm. The sweet delirium of her rapture had turned her guts to lava and set her cunt ablaze with passionate heat.
His cock slammed into her, jolting her to her toes and sending electric charges of ecstasy radiating to every cell of her body. She savored the smacking impacts of his hard body as it slammed into hers. Her clit trembled and shuddered as it rubbed against his prick during each swift surge of his endless fuck-strokes.
She screamed and writhed under him, clawing at his ass and back and shoulders, and still madly jerking and humping, begging for more. The tantalizing fluttering in the depths of her pussy passage continued, and Joy lost track of everything except the raw ecstasy engulfing her.
She thrashed uncontrollably under him as her orgasms rocked her senses. She snorted and hissed and howled, her pussy spasming and shuddering. She babbled incoherently as he fucked her. She was totally lost in her ecstasy and wasn't even aware of it when he slipped over the edge of his own control.
His cock swelled inside her pussyhole just as his boiling come shot into her womb. The thick white spunk' spewed into her, sweeping her pussy nectar along with it as it jetted into her smoldering cuntal depths.
The mailman shuddered in her gripping embrace, and she clung to him through a long series of convulsions that eventually left him limp and relaxed and sprawled atop her heaving body. He lay almost lifeless on her, his muscles occasionally twitching and spasming. Her cunt muscles continued to milk his prick as she caressed his sweaty body, savoring her own fading pleasures.
She moaned sorrowfully when he finally pulled himself off of her and eased his softening cock from her cunt. He calmed her by cuddling her in his strong arms. They rested, serene in their mutual satisfaction.
Suddenly a strange thought occurred to Joy and she giggled. "I don't even know your name," she said, facing him with wide eyes. "Don't you think it's time you introduced yourself?' , He grinned lopsidedly and ruffled her silky blonde hair. "I suppose we're well enough acquainted for me to tell you my name," he said. "Vic Norton, ma'am. And I'm very happy to know you."
"Yeah, me too," Joy retorted with a wicked giggle as she-reached down and gave his limp prick a playful squeeze.
CHAPTER NINE
Ned returned home a week later, and it didn't take him more than an hour to walk next door and pay Joy a visit. The boy was startled to discover that Vic Norton had moved in with the sexy blonde widow, but he recovered enough to accept Joy's invitation to join them for a light lunch.
The three of them ate sandwiches and drank beer as Ned told his sad tale of love lost. Seems the young country girl discovered a twenty-year old farm boy who was hung like a horse. One night in a bam with the older farm boy and the country girl practically gave Ned a bus ticket for home.
Vic and Joy soothed the boy with mild jokes and, eventually, Vic offered the boy some man--to-man advice.
"Kid," he said, slapping the boy's back and winking. "You're thinking that you're through with women. Well, I know the perfect cure for that. You find a willing woman and you'll remember pronto that your cock is for more than pissing."
Ned and Joy chuckled. The boy glanced toward Joy and his smile froze on his face. Joy blushed as she glanced toward Vic. The two, lovers exchanged knowing expressions, and without another word, Joy took Ned's hand and led him into the spacious den. The boy didn't object when she started stripping him.
Vic came into the den and wasted no time un-dressing Joy. When Ned was naked, Joy placed him on the sofa in a sitting position and grinned at the' boy while Vic finished undressing her. She then knelt down between Ned's knees and lifted his half-hard cock in her hand.
"Don't be nervous, Ned," she cooed softly, feeling his prick stir in her fingers. "You'll soon forget that Vic is even in the room."
She leaned forward and popped the head of his prick into her mouth and lolled it on her tongue. She knew the boy was conscious of Vic being there, but she was confident the boy would quickly become at ease.
She gently sucked, drawing his cockhead deeper into her mouth. She gradually took most of his rubbery prick shaft between her moist lips.
His cock began to thicken and lengthen, and he squirmed on the sofa. "Damn, you sure know how to suck a cock," he said hoarsely.
Vic chuckled. "You can say that again!'; Joy moaned with pleasure as Ned's cock ballooned inside her mouth. She flicked the underside of his cockshaft with her tongue tip, making the young stud jerk and squirm and gasp. His prick twitched wildly against her stroking tongue, and she had to concentrate to keep her lips clamped on his pulsing cock.
As his cock twitched more and more violently. she reluctantly freed his fuckmeat from her mouth and settled back on her heels to appraise the accomplishment of his surging hard-on. She knew he was already on the verge of coming, but she was anxious to feel his cock stuffed up inside her creamy pussy-hole.
"Oh, why did you stop?" Ned rasped as his saliva-glistening prick jutted out stiffly from his groin. "I was about to come."
"I think the lady has a better idea." Vic said with a chuckle. Joy smiled as she got to her feet and moved onto the sofa. She placed her knees on either side of his thighs, leaned forward and kissed Ned passionately on the mouth. Her tongue swirled in his mouth as he played with her dangling tits.
She reached under and clasped his rigid cock with her fingers. She sighed with satisfaction as she felt her cuntlips clamp around his engorged cockhead. She pressed lower and grunted softly as his pricknob was forced into the juicy socket of her coot-hole.
Joy quivered and kept herself from plunging down on his steel-like fuck shaft until his swollen prick was securely wedged between her cuntlips, She rotated her hips slowly, adding a slight thrust, rubbing her heavy tits against his chest before she finally, suddenly, dropped her hips and impaled her pussy on his fuck pole.
She ground her wet pussy on his groin and balls as her greedy cunt muscles squeezed his imbedded prick. She shivered from the sensations of his cockhead lodged gently at the entrance of her womb.
Joy squealed her delight as she sat heavily on his hips. She rocked back and forth as her pussy gripped his surging prick in a spasming vise. Fierce vibrations rattled throughout her shoot channel, and as her climax approached, the horny blonde threw her head back and started bouncing up and down on the teenager's cock. Her juicy cunt squeezed around his fuckmeat as she paced the action into a sensual, exquisite fuck rhythm.
Her long blonde hair swayed and shifted on her neck and shoulders as she rode the boy. He reached for her flopping tits and squeezed her firm titmelone frantically as he started humping up, jabbing his prick into her flexing cunthole.
Her body exploded with sensations, crackling her nerves and sending her into wild contortions. Her orgasm was a violent one, rocking her body with violent spasms. She yelled a guttural wail of raw ecstasy and fell forward, smothering the boy's face with her tingling tits.' He responded instinctively by sucking one of her mammoth titmelone into his mouth. He chewed on her tit flesh and grunted loudly as her sensations fed his own, and his body was soon trembling in horny need.
At that moment, Joy felt Vic's strong hands on her asscheeks, massaging her firm, stretch-ed ass-flesh and adding to her pleasure. She glanced back over her shoulder and spotted his smirking expression. Her man was naked and his cock was sticking straight out, firm and hard. She shuddered involuntarily, realizing what Vic was going to do.
She continued to rise and fall on Ned's prick, just as she continued to simmer and sparkle from the overwhelming heat blazing her convulsing cunthole. Another strong orgasm tripped her nerves and sent her entire body into a heaving, thrashing series of contortions.
Through it all, her attention was now mostly on what Vic was doing. Her asshole was tingling and itching in horny anticipation. She hiss-ed and panted, feeling her man's fingers fluttering through her asscrack and teasing her puckered asshole.
"Oooh!" she gasped, wiggling her hips desperately as he suddenly poked a finger into her shitter. "Yes, Vic! Oh, you marvelous stud, yyyeesss! , Joy squirmed and wriggled on Vic's finger and Ned's prick. She shrieked when Vic's finger sank deeper into her gripping, buttery shitter. The. backdoor invasion thrilled her senses and wanton sensations flooded her as she savored the feeling of Vic's finger and Ned's prick plugging her twin holes separated by a thin membrane, She gasped and growled as Vic finger-fucked her asshole. She panted and hissed as Ned drove his prick up into her pussy with wild abandon. She felt Vic rubbing fingers into her cock -stretched cunt from behind. She gasped as her man used her slippery cunt juices to smear her asshole, greasing it for the thrust of his huge cock.
Joy waited breathlessly as Ned continued to pound his cock up into her gripping, shuddering cunthole. Then she felt the pressure of Vic's cockhead in her asscrack, pressing against her spasming asshole. She squealed as Vic applied more pressure.
"Oh, ooohhhh!" she grunted as her ass muscles resisted the inevitable invasion. "Ahhhhh! " Suddenly, Vic's prickhead popped through the tight, ringed muscles of her asshole. Tremors jarred her body and she screamed passionately as the force of his penetrating prick caused her to lunge forward.
Vic's strong hands gripping her waist and hips prevented her from sliding too far away, and his cock surged deeper into her shitter. His prick nailed her tight ass bud, clogging her shit-chute and making her yelp in a combination of pain and pleasure.
At that precise moment, Ned's prick leaped inside her quaking cunthole and showered her womb with pulpy wads of come. The boy grunted as his body jerked and twisted beneath her. His spewing prick surged even as Joy kept rising and falling on his fuckmeat as if she were trapped into the rhythm of the wanton fucking.
Nothing stopped Vic as he skewered his cock deeper and deeper into Joy's tight ass. His fuckmeat inched into her buttery shit-chute, stretching the tender canal to the limit. The searing pain of the initial penetration quickly evaporated and Joy felt nothing now except the overwhelming sensations of having both her asshole and pussy clogged with fuckmeat.
Vic caressed Joy's quivering thighs and asscheeks as he started pumping his prick in and out of her shitter. He uttered soothing words of comfort and affection as he fucked her ass. He rode through the violent shudders that at-tacked her body, all the while hammering his cock in and out of her shitter.
Joy moaned and squealed helplessly. Her cunt continued to milk the jizz from Ned's cock even as Vic's prick surged and shot foamy wads of spunk into her bowels. She howled from the blistering invasion of Vic's come filling her asshole. Her voice turned hoarse from the continual shrieks and screams, but she really didn't mind. Her whole existence was the two rigid, jerking cocks that plugged her body. Her ecstasy had totally captured her t whipping her senses' into a blurred state bordering on un-consciousness. She was forced to surrender to an unstoppable trembling and climaxing that shook her body. She gave a final wail and slumped down across Ned.
She was vaguely aware of Ned's cock slipping from her sensation-numbed coot-hole sometime later. There was no mistaking it however when Vic eased his prick from her shitter. The blonde widow whimpered softly when her man pried his spent cock from her clutching ass-muscles.
The three of them recuperated, sprawling across the sofa and the den floor. Joy savored the sight of naked male flesh that surrounded her t and enjoyed the remarkable afterglow of her fierce orgasms. Her pussy and asshole both ached and throbbed, testifying to the fulfilling rapture of pleasure she had experienced.
She smiled and reached for the two cocks. Joy giggled throatily as she realized she would never be lonely again.
