Maude Miller is a successful businesswoman. Her success does not only lie in her business, but extends much further. It goes to the males she's after.
Can an older woman mingle her flesh among young boys? Is that perversion? Or is it bliss? Is it what most of us think about, really want when we're horny? What kind of mind would it take to think of comingling older woman flesh with the firm flesh of young boys?
What kind of reaction would Bert Conway have if he knew the real relationship between his son and Maude Miller? It would not be a pretty situation for either Jeff or Maude if they were caught.
Our society does not permit such goings on. It would be an outrage to any healthy-minded per son. No one was to find out, not ever. Maude's seductions of innocent boys were never to be known, she always made certain that no one would find out.
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CHAPTER ONE
Hi, my name is Maude Miller. I am tall and have brunette hair. I weigh about 110 pounds stripped naked. As I sit here in my office preparing to leave town again, I can't help but remember when this whole thing started. It was with Jeff Conway, the little businessman from the big city. He was about nineteen I guess and I was forty-one. He was sent to me by his father to propose a circus deal to me. Knowing that I was interested in money, he made the offer. Bert Conway sent his son because he was supposedly a wizard with business, he was also a wizard with his cock.
Jeff entered and gave me one of his big smiles.
"Hi, Maude, how's the world treatin' you?" he asked.
He was very sly, he knew I was in trouble with the lousy fish market I had going in the city. Things were so slow I didn't know where my next meal was coming from. Although I was hard-up, no one ever knew it. Jeff didn't know it even then as he made the best proposition any one had made me in a long time.
"I'm fine, sweetheart, what's on your mind? A little spying on my business perhaps? Or are you her to do me a physical favor?" I asked.
Jeff didn't quite know how to take that last part of my question. He sort of blushed but thought about both the first and last part of the question. Not being the businessman he should be, he lifted himself up and coughed a little to reassure himself.
"I'm not spying, honey and yes, I am here to do you a physical favor, if that's what's on YOUR mind."
He looked at me with a sly smile and sat down. I got up out of my chair and walked to the front of the desk. I cruised him up and down, holding a pencil between my lips. He was trying very hard not to show how nervous he was. I knew he couldn't handle it. For all the business situations he might be able to handle, he was still too young to be able to handle a woman. I slipped my right shoe off and never took my eyes off him. Jeff moved back in the chair a little. I started running my foot up into his pants, up and down, softly. My nylons rubbed up into his pants, up and down again. He was getting goose bumps all over. I saw his face get red and felt his skin jump under my foot. I took my big toe and pressed hard on his calf. He shifted again. "Does this make your business trip a little harder to handle, Jeff?"
I was getting quite a kick out of that and I couldn't wait to get at that bulge in his pants. He was muscular, like he may have been lifting weights or something. Nothing spectacular, but young. Jeff didn't answer, he just stared and waited for my next move, which I quickly made. I slipped my foot out of his pants. He was sitting with his legs spread, so I took advantage of that. I ran my foot from his ankle to his crotch and started to press on his soft pud. I grabbed the head of his dick with my toes and felt it come alive. He shifted again.
Jeff was holding onto the arms of the chair. He was so sturdy and solid sitting there, waiting for me like helpless bait.
"Is this the way you run your business all the time, Maude?"
Jeff wanted me, but for some stupid reason he pretended not to. I would have to change that attitude immediately, so I want right to work. I fell to my knees and started kissing him through his pants. I bit his thighs lightly and worked my way up to his crotch, gnawing and sucking the pants and his skin into my mouth. He moaned.
As I kept my mouth concentrated on his dick and balls, I used by free hand to send hot rushes up his thighs. I caressed them and pressed them. He started lifting his dick deeper into my mouth. My hands rand down to his shoes and I started working harder on him.
I slipped his shoes off and tore at his socks until his feet were bare. I slipped my hands up his hard, sturdy legs. I could picture them pushing on the floor when he would finally pump his steel-hard cock into me. With my teeth, I pulled the button on his pants out of the hole. I took the zipper in my teeth and slipped it all the way down, to find he wasn't wearing any underwear.
The hairs on his crotch were curly and it had a beautiful manly smell. His cock popped out into the air in front of me, but I ignored it. With my hands I started to slip his pants free of his legs. I took my hands and placed them on his hips where the top of his pants ended and brushed them down to his knees.
He was more than helpful. When I got to his ass, he lifted up and they came down and off with no trouble.
I could feel my pussy warming up. My juices were starting to boil and drip out of my love hole and onto my underwear. He didn't seem like he could control himself too long, so I worked faster. I laid myself on top of him and started breathing into his ear. I pushed my thick tongue into his ear and twirled it around, giving him little bites now and then.
I made good use of my hips. I started moving them from side to side and I could feel his dick getting harder and harder. I felt his hands run up the back of my legs and stop on my buns. He pushed them down hard on his prick and I rolled my little ass round and round.
"That's it, baby, press my buns into your dick," I said.
He was crazy with passion. So was I, come to think of it, however I had to prolong it. I knew damn well it would be rockets and lightning if I did. I never like a quick fuck.
Sometimes that can't be helped, besides it was lunch time and I hadn't planned to be disturbed for at least an hour. That was time enough to do everything I had planned.
My mouth worked its way down to his neck where I placed a beautiful hickey. I sucked his sweaty skin voraciously, letting my saliva cover his neck.
I quickly moved to his nipples and had a ball. I took the left one in my mouth and rubbed my teeth back and forth on it. My right hand was doing a push and pull number on his other nipple. I rammed it against his cock and sent shivers through my body. I could feel his dick on my cunt through my panties. It was making me drip faster, my cunt juices literally starting to gush, making a popping sound as it came out onto my panties.
I edged my cunt on the tip of his cock and teased myself with it until I felt his hands pulling my underwear off.
He had no class, but a young dick's more important to me than class. He could fuck and if he couldn't you can bet your ass I would teach him. He would know how before I got through with him.
I pulled away from his dick and lowered myself onto my knees again. I stuck my tongue into his sac below his balls and teased him with it like a viper. My tongue went in and out fast, dashing back and forth over his balls and sending thrills up into his body.
"Oh, Maude, for Christ sakes, it feels gggoooddd!" He squirmed and his voice was raspy and shaking.
I licked his balls and tantalized his sac then licked all the way up to his shaft. I could taste the exciting flavor of his steel-hard pud. I continued running my hands up and down his legs as I twirled my tongue around his cock like a little snake working its way around a tree. I finally reached the head of his cock and sunk my mouth onto it.
"OoohHH, suck it in deeper, Maude baby. Suck it in deeper." His passion seemed to be mounting.
Jeff's hands went to the back of my dress. He found his way and didn't have much difficulty sliding it down and off my body. I was starting to quiver from the excitement of having his dick inside me soon.
Jeff undipped my bra and cupped his hands over my tits. He did to me as I had done to his nipples, only he pushed me away and knelt in front of me. His head went to my breasts and he sucked my tits inside his mouth. He pulled his head back from my breasts but did not let loose of my nipples. He sucked them in and milked them until I thought I would scream.
"I'm going to fuck you good, just like you're asking for it."
He was shaking in my arms.
I reached down and caressed his dick. I wriggled my hips on it, jerking back and forth. Jeff lifted me up onto my desk and I held him around the waist with my legs. When I landed on the desk top, he was on his knees and I saw that young hard dick of his coming straight for my beaver hole. I felt the tip enter and he drove his whole pile of hot, hard cock-meat deep inside me.
"Oh, Maude, God Christ Almighty," he said in a whisper. He sounded like an animal and it excited me even more.
The hardness of his cock was bliss. He planted his lips on mine and sank his tongue deep into my throat. Jeff's hips moved slow in and out of me, slipping and sliding and savoring. He would bring the tip of his cock out of my cunt hole and hold it there, moving slightly around, then he would plant it right back in, hard and deep. I was wild. I hunched myself up onto the heels of my feet and pushed to meet his hard thrusts. I could feel the tip of his prick imbedded deep inside my cunt hole. I bit his neck and held him fast against me.
"Pump it, honey! Oh, pump that young hard dick inside me," I said.
"I'll pump it to you, Maude. I'll slip and slide it in and out of you until you can't walk."
He was so cute.
I reached down and held his asscheeks in the palms of my hand. I squeezed them as he drew his prick out of me and pushed down hard as he belted his pecker down into me. I felt ready to cum.
"I'm gonna cum, honey pie. Pump your prick faster, baby, let's get things going here," I ordered and he followed.
Jeff started to hold me tighter and he pushed in and out with his dick, hard and fast. He paced himself to an even rhythm and I met each one of his blissful thrusts.
"Okay, baby. Ooohhhh, that's it. Don't, oh, shit, don't stop, Jeff. Faster, here I ccuummm."
I felt shivers from my toes where it started. It crawled up into my thighs and deep inside my love hole I felt fire and a volcanic eruption. Jeff pumped and huffed and puffed and moaned. My cunt cream covered his dick as I felt his nuts erupting inside me.
"Hang on, Maude, here cums my load. OOOHHHH, pump, Maude, pump into me harder. Oh, shit, my load is shooting,"
Jeff was like a spring. He pushed in and popped out in a second and then back in he came for more of my hot pussy. He collapsed on top of me and moved around a little so he would not lose his hard-on.
He started to pump his dick again but I pushed him off and he fell back into the chair. I quickly got down on my knees and began licking his tasty cock. I didn't mind tasting my own cum; it was sweet and warm. Besides, his dick was under all that cum and that's what I was interested in.
I lowered my head onto his dick-tip and licked and sucked it inside my hot mouth. I reached up to his chest with my hands and began pulling at his nipples as I sucked his dick into my mouth. My head was bobbing up and down and he met each thrust. I could feel his dick getting hard again. He hadn't lost too much of his hard-on. He was young and he obviously knew how to control himself to some extent.
"C'mon, Maude, work that peter of mine up and get it hard again." He instructed me to suck his prick harder and faster, but I just ignored him. I was running the show and if he didn't like it, he could get up and walk away. If I was to leave him with that long hard dick of his, he would be in a terrible situation. I paced myself.
My objective was to get his dick hard again and then sock it to him again. I withdrew my mouth from his prick and placed my lips on the tip of his pecker. It was wet and slippery, I glided my lips across the tip and placed my tongue inside the little pisshole on top of his dick.
I could hear him moaning and his breathing started to increase. He placed his hands on my head and held me fast. Jeff's hands were tightened and hard on my head. He started pushing his dick deeper into my throat until I started to gag. At that point, I jumped up.
He shifted back in his seat, looking at me as if the whole world had collapsed. I quickly put my legs over the chair and raised myself up, aiming my cunt for his dick. Jeff caught on to what was about to happen and smiled at me. I sat down hard on his dick and felt it plunge deep inside my twat. I was in ecstasy. I was seeing stars when his dick hit the bottom of my cunt.
"Oh, Jeff honey, pump up. C'mon, baby, give me more dick. I know there's more!"
I was wiggling my ass back and forth in bliss.
Jeff took hold of my hips and I was hanging on to his neck with my arms. He pushed down hard on his heels and up his pretty pecker came into me, deeper and harder. We rocked back and forth into one another until he clued me in that he was going to shoot his load.
"Okay, Maude baby, here I ... I cccuuUMMM."
Jeff hunched and pushed his thick young fuck meat into me. He wiggled his hips from side to side so he could get every inch of it inside of me. I felt a hot gush of cum and I knew he was spilling his load inside my cunt. I felt my creamy juices start to cover his prick. I reached over to his neck and bit him hard. I sucked down on his neck and my release finally came. His veiny cock was still hunching for more room to plow through, but there was no more and I was once again saturated in ecstasy.
We broke apart and Jeff lifted me off of him and sat me on my desk. I picked up my clothing and excused myself. I headed for my private bathroom and washed up.
* * *
"Okay, lover boy, what's your story? What kind of business has your ol' man sent you here with?" I was brief. I had gotten what I wanted from the young man and it was time to get down to money-making business.
"The ol' man, as you call him, Maude, has a good business deal for you if you want it. He's letting you in on it first, because of all the favors you've done for him, I guess."
I looked at Jeff as he continued to tell me about that great business deal of his that was supposed to make me jump.
"Be more specific, sonny boy. My time is limited as of now." I looked him straight in the eyes when I said that and he began his specifics.
"The ol' man knows of a circus that's up for sale. The owner's been drinking her profits down the drain and hasn't been paying bills. As a result, she's broke. The circus has a big name and it's a money maker. There aren't that many bills to clear up and again, there's money to be made if the right person handles it."
Jeff waited for my answer, but how could I answer right there? Besides his ol' man must think I'm really a schmuck to make arrangements with his little son. Although Jeff has a reputation of being a fine businessman, it would be beneath me to handle an arrangement with anyone but Bert, his father.
"It sounds interesting, but I must speak to your father directly if any more interest on my part is put into this."
I informed him of my decision and he didn't like it one bit.
"My father sent me here to take care of this particular business deal. If he wanted to handle it, he would have come himself," Jeff said.
He was cock sure of himself, but I set him straight right away. "Look, sonny boy, you make your business arrangements with other people for your father. With me, I deal only with him. Besides, if he knew how you handled your business with me this afternoon, he'd send you to military school in a flash. He doesn't like his business matters confused with personal affairs, if you read me. If you don't I'll spell it out for you."
My eyes were opened wide when I told him what my decision was.
"All right Maude, I'll give you the specifics and you can take a day or two to make up your mind. Please call Dad by the end of the week and let him know if you want to finalize this deal with him."
Jeff had a lump in his throat. For the first time that afternoon, I believe I taught him something, not only on the chair and desk, but about business. Something he didn't really know everything about.
He continued talking about this small but supposedly profitable circus. "Maude, the price is fifty grand. The employees have been talked to and asked to stay on. They don't mind working for a new owner, especially if the new owner pays them. There're other details you can take up with Dad. When I get back, I'll set up an appointment for you and have him give you a buzz."
Jeff was excited, he really wanted this deal to go through between myself and his father. I wanted it to go down too. I could see Bert again and after we concluded the deal, if I was interested of course, we could have dinner and ...
CHAPTER TWO
The next day was hectic. I had still been pondering Jeff's offer and I concluded that I would wait, when a telephone call came through from my bank.
"Maude, this is Parker from the bank." His voice sounded terrible. Parker had been a friend of mine for years. He was one of the few people I could trust. He had a reputation for saying things straight, instead of beating around the bush.
"So what's the good word, Parker darling?" I asked.
He loved that name and I loved calling him that. I guess it made him feel important. As I said, to me he is important.
"Not so good, Maude. They're closing you down, as a matter of fact. I've had one hell of a time keeping them away from your personal savings." His voice hit like a ton of bricks on my head.
"What the hell is going on, Parker? I've been dealing with those fuckers for over twenty years and suddenly they can't wait for a goddamn lousy mortgage payment?"
My voice was very threatening. I think Parker took it personally. "Now wait just a minute Maude. You and I've known each other long enough for you to realize that I had nothing ..."
I interrupted him. "All right, Parker, I'm sorry. Keep them away another day and they can have the business. There's something else I have up my sleeve to make a little money. I'll clue you in as soon as I check it out," I said.
"Okay, Maude and listen, I'm sorry. If there was any way in hell I could have done something for you, I would've. These bastards don't care about twenty years of business, they just want their money."
He was sorry, ha! It was nothing I didn't know really.
"Okay, Parker, I'll call you for some financial advice as soon as I look this place over," I said.
"C'mon, Maude, clue me in on it. What's going on? What business are you talking about?" He was so inquisitive.
"Bert Conway from Tri-State has a circus for sale. He seems to think, with my brains for business, I could make it work. Besides, I think he'd like to see me out of this business and in something a little more exciting," I said.
"Sounds good, Maude, everyone loves a circus," he said. He could be very tacky when he wanted to.
"Look, Parker, I'll call you the minute things are straight with Conway. I still haven't made an appointment to see him. If I like the place, I'll call you in." I wished him good day and hung up.
My secretary was swamped with phone calls from business people trying to collect their money and writing letters to people I hadn't paid. I thought how nice it would be to run something like a circus. I couldn't wait to see Conway about it.
I pressed the button on the intercom for Marianne. "Get your ass in here, I've got some things for you to do," I said.
She was in my office in a flash.
"Call Bert Conway over at Tri-State and set up an appointment with him right away. He knows what it's about, so don't get into any lengthy conversation with him. Then answer that letter from Chicago and get me some lunch."
I talked so fast because I was excited about the circus, more so than I thought I would be.
The phone rang and Marianne started to pick it up. "Never mind, I'll get it, just get me something to eat," I said.
"What would you like?" Marianne asked.
"Use your imagination, darling. Surprise me."
I was sarcastic to her. Sometimes she acted like she didn't have a brain in her head.
"Hello, Maude Miller speaking," I said into the phone.
"Maude, baby ... Bert Conway at Tri-State." his voice came across loud and clear and not a minute too soon.
"Well, if it isn't the ol' boy himself," I said.
I was eager to hear what he had to say, but didn't let on for one minute.
"Maude, I just got the news about your business failing ... I was sorry to hear it," he said.
"God, Christ Almighty, news travels fast, but let's not talk about the past, let's talk future, that's where my money lies. Your sonny boy wasn't too specific about this circus deal, Bert. What's the whole story?" I asked.
"If you come down here tomorrow morning around ten, I'll have my chauffeur take you over and show you the place. It could be the break you've been waiting for. If everyone does their part, Maude, it'll practically run itself," he said.
"Ten o'clock tomorrow sounds ideal. Why aren't you taking me over yourself?" I said.
"Maude, please don't ask me to do that. My accountant's coming in the morning to go over my books. I think Jeff can handle it anyway, don't you?" he said.
"Look, Bert, don't get me wrong, but your boy, well, I can go by myself and look around. I'll discuss it with you afterward. It's nothing personal, I just rather go by myself. Your boy's fine, but I'll manage alone," I said.
"Anything you say, Maude, just be here on time," he said.
"Have you ever known me not to come on time?" I said, teasingly.
"See you at 10:00 tomorrow, good-bye." He hung up and there was a dial tone. That sound always makes me feel lonely.
I walked to the outer office to see Marianne. I asked where my lunch was and she told me she hadn't even ordered it yet. She's slower than shit sometimes.
"Well, I guess that's okay, because I've decided to eat at the usual place. Tell anyone who calls that I won't be back until tomorrow afternoon," I said.
She looked at me with a puzzled expression and I walked out. I was exhausted, not physically but mentally. All the fucking hassles with lawyers that would be coming up, closing the fish market. The bankruptcy forms, all the bullshit and the time. I couldn't wait to grab that first Martini at my favorite spot. I walked from the elevator to the street and hailed a cab.
"The south end please," I said to the cab driver. He was very young, nineteen or twenty at tops.
"Which side of the street do you want off on?" he said.
"It really doesn't matter, darling. How long have you been pushing a hack?" I asked.
"Oh, about four months. They won't let you drive until you're eighteen," he said.
Eighteen, I thought. That excited me. I wonder if he can be seduced. He's a man, isn't he? Of course he can be seduced.
I looked at his face, closer this time, through his rear-view mirror. I could see a mustache. God, I felt my pussy flow just thinking about the auburn mustache stuck square in the middle of my pussy.
"Would you like to join me for a drink?" I asked as we arrived. I was setting a trap. He was glorious to look at. I fantasized that his dick would be thick and he would be very hairy. I pictured that auburn mustache in rotation on my clit. I moved my hand down into my dress and started touching myself. It felt good and warm. I pressed down hard on my clit and gyrated my hips a little to meet my body's excitement. I gazed at his shoulders and pictured him holding himself up on his hands. I could see his shoulders rising high and he was crotched in between my legs with his dick pumping in and out. I started to cum, right there in the taxi. I held onto the leather handle that was on the door and moaned a tiny sound. I don't think he heard me. I sat back and relaxed for a moment. He glanced into the mirror and I caught his eye.
His name was Russell, from the license.
* * *
"Well hello, Russell," I said as we sat in a booth toward the back of the place.
"What can I get you, Maude?" he asked. Jimmy was at the booth in a minute, taking our orders.
"I'll have a martini, as always, Jimmy. This is my new friend, Jimmy. His name's Russell and he's a full-fledged cab driver at eighteen."
I smiled at Russell and he tilted his beautiful head. His shyness drives me mad.
"Well, how are ya doin' Russell?" Jimmy said.
"I'm a little hot right now, been driving that stupid rig all morning." Russell looked up and grinned at Jimmy as he spoke.
"What can I get you to drink, Russell?" Jimmy said.
"Give me a beer. I think that'll cool me down."
Jimmy split back to the bar. When Russell told Jimmy he was hot, I felt another stream of creamy cum run down to my underwear. I didn't want him to cool off, I wanted him hot, hot and even hotter. His green eyes came back on me and for the first time since we met, I think he was cruising me. His eyes ran down my jacket to my cleavage then down until he could see below my tits.
His jaw was strong and he had a slight beard coming in. He was very masculine looking at eighteen. He didn't have any baby look left about him His hands were sleek and so were his fingers. I could picture them ramming in and out of my asshole as Jimmy returned with our drinks.
"Here we go, folks, enjoy yourselves," Jimmy said as he sat the drinks down and walked back to the bar.
Russell rammed his fingers into his pockets to get some money for the drinks. He needed to relax, he was too eager to make things right.
"Look, put your money away and don't worry about a goddamn lousy drink. I started talking to you in the cab and I picked you up, so let me buy this round."
I smiled at him and let him have a no-nonsense look that made him know I meant what I was saying.
"Okay, it's all yours," he conceded.
"Do you go to school, Russell, is that what this cab business is all about?" I said.
"No, actually I used to work for my father in the country. It's not even country really. It's about fifty miles outside the city. Four months ago I decided to get my hack license and leave the farming life for some excitement. Besides, my Dad doesn't pay very well." Russell said.
"Oh, what did your father say when you left?" I asked.
"He wasn't too pleased with the idea. He thinks I'll grow up to be a bum. This is what I need for my head right now. To be in the city and experience all those wonderful things my Dad wants to protect me from," he said.
He threw his head back a little and laughed. I looked at his wrists. They looked strong enough to hold me down and give me the fucking of my life.
I slouched down in the booth and my knee hit his. He turned red and I got the thrill of my life. I really wasn't that interested in what he had told me about his father and the farming life. I wanted to fuck him. I wanted him to fuck me; he would in due time.
"What's the matter, Russell, have you never been touched by a woman before?"
"Oh, I've been touched by many a woman, Maude, but never an older woman. It gives me a funny feeling," he said.
"What do you mean, funny feelings? Do you like what you feel, or does it make you uncomfortable?" I asked.
"It doesn't make me feel uncomfortable, it excites me. I've always thought about getting into an older woman. It intrigues me," he said.
I sat there looking at him. I wondered what he would say if he knew that I had planned to fuck him all along. From the very second, almost the very instant, I stepped into his cab, I knew I would yearn for his young dick to be inside my dripping pussy. I had to control myself a bit longer. I was working myself into a sexual state right there in the booth. I had to distract myself from his young cock just a while longer and then it would all be mine.
"What else do you plan to do in the big city, Russell," I said.
"I don't know. There's talk about town that a rodeo is due any day now. Maybe I can make some extra bread grooming or riding the horses. I really have no set plans, Maude. I'd like to take it all as it comes my way," he said.
"A rodeo. Seems like you want to fulfill some kind of fantasy, eh?" I said.
"I don't know from fantasies, I just know I would like to do it if there's a position open," he said.
"Maybe I could talk to the owner for you and get you in," I said.
His eyes lit up and his mouth opened in disbelief. I detected a slight mistrust and then a sign of hope in his eyes. He smiled, he couldn't believe it. I think he was doubting my ability to handle people in business matters such as this one.
"You, who do you know in that rodeo and how would you know to handle a businessman?" he asked.
"I don't know anyone in that rodeo, but you know I do own my own business. I do also know to handle business people," I said.
I was just bullshitting him. Why? Who knows, having fun or just playing. It was time we talked about things, things that I was interested in.
"Look, let's forget it for the moment. I'm sorry I brought it up. Let's talk about you and me being friends. We were discussing sex with older women before we got into this conversation. Somehow we've gotten side-tracked. Let's discuss this older woman fantasy more deeply, shall we?" I said with a sly smile on my face.
He blushed and shifted in his chair. I swear I could see the hair on his big arms rise in embarrassment.
"I think we were talking about how I was intrigued by older women. I am, always have been. It's a challenge," he said.
I smiled at him and made my second major move.
"Look, honey, I've a case of beer in my apartment and a well-stocked bar. I'm not fussy, but I have to tell you I like you, really," I said.
"That's nice, but it doesn't help my need to fuck older women," he said.
He was getting a little tipsy. I loved it.
"Do you really think you could make me happy, I mean if we went back to my place and I let you take me over. I would want you to be good, baby doll," I said.
"I'll make you happy. My prick isn't anything spectacular, Maude, but I sure as hell know what to do with it," he said.
"Let's go," I said.
We rushed outside to his cab and this time, I sat up front. Russell put his 'off duty' sign on and I gave him directions to my apartment. I couldn't help but release more of my cunt juice as I saw him sitting there with his legs spread wide. I cupped my hand into his crotch and he immediately lifted his ass up and pushed his back against his seat.
I looked at him and he glanced back at me, daring me to do what we both knew was on my mind. I started. I pulled his zipper down and laid my head in his crotch.
"Maude, how am I supposed to drive like this?" he said.
"Learn, baby, as of this moment," I said.
I continued my little journey.
I smelled his crotch and almost came instantly. He was again very manly for eighteen. I thought his cock, from the feel of it, was more than average. Maybe he was being modest when he said it was nothing special. It was special to me.
I opened his jeans and reached in for his cock ... it was waiting for me. He was full of hair. His balls were covered with sweaty, hairy euphoria. I slipped my hand under his balls and rolled them around in my palm. He pushed back harder in his seat.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, Maude, that's driving me crazy. Squeeze tighter," he said.
I obeyed him for the moment, hoping he was keeping his eyes on the road. I looked up and his face was beet red. He looked as though he had difficulty controlling the steering wheel.
I pulled his pecker out. It was still fairly soft, so I knew what I had to do next. I slipped my mouth over his dick and rolled the tip of my tongue around and around on the tip of his cock.
"Oh, Maude, suck it, honey ... ooohhh!" he said.
He was moaning, deep guttural moans that made me hotter than a firecracker.
I slipped about two more inches of his cock into my mouth. He shifted once more and started pumping the remainder of his pud deep into my throat.
"Shit, Maude, we're here, goddamnit, at your apartment," he said.
"All right. Give me a minute to get up. Is there anyone around?" I asked. I didn't want to lift my head up and be obvious to people passing by.
"Shit, fuck, it's all right, there's no one in sight," he said.
"All right, stick your dick back in and let's go," I said.
"I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you for this." He stuck his pud back into his pants and took a newspaper from the car and got out.
He walked toward my apartment with me holding the newspaper in front of his crotch. He was purple with embarrassment. I couldn't get my goddamn key out fast enough for him. He was starting to show his youth, or maybe it was just hard for him walking around with that thing in his pants in the condition it was in. I almost laughed. It really did seem funny to me.
"Wait until you get in there, Maude. This isn't funny," he said.
"Promises, promises. Oh, come on, honey, it is funny. Try and look at the whole situation. It's like a comedy. We're trying to get fucked, I couldn't wait and started, giving you a blow-job in the cab, we happened to arrive at my apartment before you came and here you stand with a hard-on. To me, that's funny," I said.
He smiled and started to laugh. "All right, goddamn, but will you open the fucking door already?" he said.
I was glad he finally looked at the situation with a sense of humor.
Russell rushed into my apartment immediately after I opened the door. He stood tall in front of me, his legs apart and hands at his sides. His shoulders were noticeable to me, as was his whole frame. His shoulders came out wide with husky, muscular arms. His hands came down to his v-shaped waist an curved like an ape. He was a little out of shape, but as he grew older he would make lots of women happy, only at that moment he was mine.
He walked toward me as the door closed. He cupped his dick in his hands and squeezed. He looked like he was going to eat me up. What bliss!
Russell took me in his arms and pressed me into his crotch. He spread his legs further apart and rolled himself into my cunt. I felt his cock get harder in his pants and thought I should rescue it and let it loose. I want quickly to work. I pushed him away from my cunt and felt around for his zipper, as if I wasn't aware of its place. I pulled it down in my heat of passion. I couldn't wait to get my hands on his hard young cock. His pants fell quickly and his pud fell conveniently into my hand. It was strong and veiny, something I hadn't noticed in the cab since my concentration had been on his balls. I rubbed it up and down and squeezed his dick slightly when I reached the tip.
Russell found my zipper quick enough. Before I was aware of it, he was already pulling my dress off. He opened his mouth wide and hunched down a bit when he touched my skin with his hands. His lips landed on mine and his tongue sank deep into my mouth. My breathing increased and I let him take me. My dress was on the floor and I stepped out of it. He pulled at my bra and it fell to the floor.
His tongue went wild on my nipples and his hands caressed me on my back and then down to my ass. My body was one huge goose bump. He worked his tongue down to my belly button and stuck it in.
"That's it, baby, eat every part of my body ... don't miss anything," I said.
"I'll get it all, Maude, don't worry. I'll slip my dick inside your cunt and get you working at full speed," he said.
The way he talked made my love tunnel flow again. Russell sat between my legs and pulled my ass down on top of his face. I was going nuts.
CHAPTER THREE
He was young, but he sure as hell knew what he was doing. He slipped his tongue into my asshole and teased a bit, then slid it down until it reached my cunt-crack. He sucked my clit into his mouth like a powerful vacuum cleaner.
I sat firmly on his face and pumped up and down on his sweet lips. I felt myself starting to sweat. He was glorious. I love men who can make me sweat. Little beads of water fell from my forehead and dribbled down the side of my neck. They continued on down my shoulders and onto my breasts. I started to cum, again.
"Here I cum, baby ... suck it harder, pull my clit in," I said, panting.
Russell, when he found out I was going to cum, lifted himself up and came around in front of me. He lifted me up and onto his dick. In it went. I strapped my legs across his lower back and rode him like a wild young stallion. In and out his pud went. It felt like a piece of steel in my cunt. He was right, it really wasn't anything special, but Jesus, he knew what to do with it.
He continued to fuck slowly in and out and we quickly gained speed. He rolled his cock around inside my hot, creamy fuck tunnel. The room started to move and I started to scream.
"Fuck me, baby, don't let go." I was breathing heavily. "Come on, baby, cum with me. Russell, oh, shit, cum with me."
"My rocks are cooking, baby and now they're going to boil over. Here I cum. Pump, Maude, pump your cunt onto my prick."
Russell came and shuddered in my arms and I did some shuddering myself. I was holding tight to his neck and using my heels to push his dick deep inside me. I felt his cream spilling over in my cunt. It was boiling hot and made me climax again. He rushed me over to the bed and let me down hard, never losing my grip on his back.
He pulled himself up on his knees and pushed my legs apart with them. He pushed his young dick deep inside me to let loose still another load of fresh hot cum.
"Oh, c'mon, Maude get your hips working. That's it ... OOOOHH, here comes my cream. God, Maude, it's gggoooDDD!" he screamed.
I never worry about my neighbors, they always gave me funny looks after a fuck session. I always smiled at them. Russell collapsed on top of me. He kissed my neck and ear and caressed my shoulders in thanks for what I helped him achieve.
"Oh, Maude baby, you're something else. I always knew an older woman could give me more satisfaction than these young cunts running around today," he said.
"Well, Russell, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. Now let's talk business," I said.
I slipped away from him and started for the shower. He followed. I felt like a slippery snake. His cum covered me and I could still feel the stickiness of his saliva all over my body. It made me hot. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at myself. I tilted my head backward like a cat in heat.
Russell put his soft pecker in the crack of my ass and wiggled it around. I pushed him away and stepped quickly into the shower. Again, he followed.
The water was like silk on my skin. It was hot but not too much so, just a little bit of cold water to take the edge off. I picked up a bar of soap and began to wash with my sponge.
Russell entered the shower stall and took the soap from my hands and pushed it between my legs, caressing me from my ass to my cunt. He held me across my belly with his other hand and I rolled around on his soft dick. It was getting hard again. The sensation of feeling it actually rising drove me nuts.
He slithered the soap in and out of my cunt, each time picking up the pace. In and out, faster and faster. He lifted the soap to the crack of my ass to lubricate it. I knew what he had in mind. It was quite all right with me, although I had never allowed a man to stick his prick into my asshole, Russell seemed gentle enough and I wasn't afraid of him hurting me.
I reached around and grabbed his dick. I started pulling up and down on it and it started rising faster. His dick had a little soap on it and as I pulled up and down, it started to foam away.
The slipping and sliding of the up and down motion in my hand made my pussy cream. Down came the juices from my love tunnel.
"Russell, stick this thing in me slowly, baby," I said.
"All right, Maude. Here it comes," he said.
He rolled his ass around, guiding his big prick inside me. He didn't use his hand, he just rolled around until his cockhead was slightly inside my ass tunnel. I felt him shudder. I was right with him His pud was slippery and slipped out of my asshole and into my cunt. In and out it went. From the back to the front. I could feel the tip of his dick touch my clit as it slid to the front of my pussy. It was pure bliss. I crouched down a little and spread my legs, wide. My pussy lips opened wide, letting more of his delightful dick slither away inside me.
It was rock hard. His dick was young and strong and he placed the tip of his cock against the opening of my puckered asshole.
"Okay, Maude, I'm gonna let you do the work because I don't want to hurt you. Push against my prick, baby. Go slow until you feel comfortable enough for me to start pumping. Just say the word and I'll let you have it," he said.
I really couldn't believe how sensitive to me he was. He was ready to please and didn't want to hurt me. The reason I hadn't been ass-fucked before was because most guys are really animals about it. He was putting me in the driver's seat and I loved it.
I placed my hands against the shower knobs in front of me. The water heightened this new experience for me. I stuck my ass back against his cockhead and pushed slightly. I felt my skin being covered with goose bumps of pleasure. I welcomed more of his dick inside me. It must have been driving him crazy to wait this long. With each slight push of my ass, I heard his breathing increase. His hands fell to my asscheeks and he held them tightly.
"Oh, Maude, you're good. My dick feels pleasure that it hasn't felt in a long time. C'mon, baby, pump it in," he said.
More of his cock slipped inside my ass and the pumping increased. Thank God he had lubricated me. Now that more of his dick was inside me, I could feel the tissues stretching inside my asshole. There was some pain, but not enough to scream about. I pushed the palms of my hands hard on the shower knobs and his cock slipped all the way in, into the deepest and darkest space in my asshole. I rolled around until the pain became bliss and pure enjoyment.
I paced myself. Russell's hands were On my hips, pushing me around and gliding his dick back and forth inside me. I picked up the pace as I was getting hotter by the minute.
"Wait a minute, Russell," I said. "Let me get down on my knees so you can get every inch of your pecker inside me."
"All right, Maude, anything you say," he said.
He held his dick firmly in place as I got down on all fours. I rocked back and forth on his dick and felt my ass juices flowing. It felt hot and gooey and slithery and made me cry with passion. Russell was right behind me with his thrusts of lust. His dick felt like a steel rod and with each thrust he paved the way for better things. I rocked faster, sticking my ass high into the air so I wouldn't miss an inch of his lovely dick.
His balls were hitting me below my asshole. They slapped harder and harder into the canyon of my ass and cunt crack. I could feel the wet hairs on his balls tickling me and it drove me nuts. Russell slipped his prick out of me, but not all the way. He never lost me. He slipped it out until just the tip of it was left, then slid it back in, hard. I could take it now because I was filled with hot, fiery lust. When he started his in-and-out movement, I thought the walls in the shower stall would collapse around me. I started to climax just as he spoke.
"C'mon, Maude, cum with me. This is it. I'm gonna let loose with my hot cream," he said.
"I'm right there, baby, let's cum and cum and cum ... " I said.
Russell was like a dog fucking behind me. He was going so fast I couldn't believe it, but I kept up with him. I felt his hot creamy load gush into my asshole. It was boiling and made me crazy with passion as I let loose my pussy juice.
We were screaming in pure bliss.
"Russell, ooohhh, shit, baby, push that rod into my asshole. That's it. Harder! Oh, please, harder, honey, I'm cummiinnnggg," I said.
"I'm there, Maude and my cock's exploding its load. It's red hot, honey," he said.
He shifted up higher on his knees to give one last beautiful plunge with his cock. It was over. It was done. It was bliss.
Russell slipped his pud out of my asshole easy, so he wouldn't hurt me. It came out with no problems and little pain. I turned around and held him for a minute or two to show thanks of the new experience that he gave me. I didn't tell him it was a first for me, but I did let him know that it was definitely a pleasure having his dick inside me that way.
"Let me wash you, Maude," he said.
"Here's the soap, baby. Do your best to wash me clean of the lust we've just created," I said.
He took the large sponge from the soap rack and foamed it up. He rubbed it into my clit and up and down until I thought I would go MAD. I was going to climax again. The soap slithered around and I felt my clit getting harder and harder. He came down on me and bit my neck. I held him fast in my arms and reached down between his legs to grab his dick. It had remained hard. Goddamn, somehow he knew I was going to cum again. At that moment he shoved his cock deep inside me. My legs wrapped around him and I moved my ass up and down on his dick as if I were going a hundred miles an hour. He slid me down on my back and spread my knees open wide. I caught on fast and placed one foot on the shower door and the other on the opposite wall. I was truly spread eagled. His pecker was slipping from side to side in my cunt and the walls of my pussy exploded.
"Pump it, Russell. Pump your dick, baby, I'm sizzling. I'm cccuuummmiiinnnggg," I said.
He was to go deeper inside me, but there was no more room for him. His dick was sunk solidly into my fuckhole.
"I'm with you, Maude, my pud's exploding its second load ... oooHHH," he said.
Again, he fell on top of me, exhausted. We lifted ourselves up after a few minutes of resting and washed each other.
"Why don't we get a good dinner, Maude? I know a place that's not too expensive and the food's really fine," he said.
"Well, it's almost dinner time, isn't it? God, Russell, you're going to blow your whole night staying with me, maybe you should get back to work," I said..
"What's this, just a fuck and then get out? Is" that it, Maude?" he said.
"No, that's not what I feel, I'm just concerned about how you're going to make any money tonight and what you're going to tell your boss," I said.
"Don't worry about it. Besides, after dinner's the busiest time for cab drivers. There's lots to be made yet, so shut up and let me take you to dinner, Maude," he said.
"All right," I said.
We dressed and he kissed me gently before we left the apartment.
* * *
At dinner we discussed my going into the rodeo business.
"Well, Maude, if you need any ropers, I'll be glad to work for you," he said. "I don't want to seem pushy, but I do want to work."
The poor dear boy. What would he think if I told him I had absolutely no intention of going into the rodeo business. I had to keep his fantasy going just a little while longer. I really didn't want to break his little heart. I had no goddamn interest in a rodeo or getting him a job in one either. I just sat and listened to him go on and on and ...
"It would be nice working for you. We sure have started a friendship going," he said.
Little did he know he would never see me again. However, I gave him a look of approval. The young man sure knew what he wanted, or thought he did. That made me happy. He would be a hard working young man someday. As soon as he found out what the hell it was he wanted to do. The one thing I learned about business and employees, good help is hard to find.
We ate and stuffed ourselves at the restaurant Russell suggested. It was good. He also had good taste, which was nice to see in someone so young. He paid the check, drove me home and we made arrangements to meet again, soon. I had no intention of keeping any such appointment. I took his phone number and we parted, fully stuffed with a fine meal.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Yes, this is Maude Miller," I said to the husky female voice on the other end.
"Will you accept a collect call from a Mrs. Rebo?" a voice asked.
My sister, I thought. What the hell does she want now?
"Oh, yes, operator, I'll accept," I said.
"Maude, hello. It's Fran, darling," she said.
Her voice was like a piece of chalk on a blackboard in my ear.
"Hello, Fran, how are you?" I said.
"I'm fine, darling. Listen to me, John and I are on our way to the city. There's some kind of convention that he has to go to and we don't have anyone to take care of little Jackie," she said.
I knew it. Another favor. She wanted me to take care of her fifteen-year-old son. My nephew. He was lots of fun, in many different ways.
"When is your plane arriving, dear? I'll have someone meet you," I said.
"No, no, it isn't necessary, we'll find our own way. We're at the airport now and should be arriving in the city at about four o'clock, Maude," she said.
Her voice was not appealing at all. It wrenched my brain to listen to her. We were close as children but, as time went on, we both went our separate ways. We got together on holidays and at funerals and when we needed each other.
"All right, it sounds good. I may have to turn my schedule around a bit, but it's all right," I said.
"Oh, I'm so thrilled, darling. We'll see you soon," she said.
"Have a good flight. Say hello to John for me," I said.
"All right, 'bye," she said.
I sat back in my chair and dreamed of taking care of little Jackie again.
I had to recall some of the past weeks we had spent together while Mummy and Daddy were away playing social games. Jackie was a bright child. He was also very inquisitive at times and I believe in teaching a child as much as he wants to know.
I really didn't have to turn my daily schedule around that much. I just wanted Fran to feel that she was giving me sort of short notice. Fran always gives me short notices, she really has no consideration for people. The last time they dropped Jackie for a weekend, I really got to him and he got to know me. We had a ball. We were sitting down to dinner and chatting about football and baseball. He seemed a healthy, normal child. His mentality surpassed that of his parents, which is why I enjoyed having him around. Also, his little pecker was bliss to me when I could lure him into playing sex games with his horny Auntie.
After dinner we wanted a bath and I showed him up to the bathroom. I gave him a new bar of soap and went to the hall closet for a towel. The bathroom door was ajar so I just walked in. He was naked in front of me. He grabbed for a towel but there were none. I was holding the only one in the bathroom. How convenient. He quickly got into the tub and hid his body with the shower curtain. Then he poked his head out to see if I had fled the scene. Not on your life. I had gotten a glimpse of his sweet young dick and my pussy had started to drip. I had to seduce my nephew. I had to play with his head so that I could eventually play with his cock.
"Aren't you going to run, Aunt Maude?" he asked with a red face.
"Why should I run, Jackie," I asked.
"Well, it's embarrassing, isn't it?" he asked.
"Is it embarrassing for you? It isn't for me," I said. '
I think I touched a bit of his masculinity. He looked at me as if to say, "you mean there's nothing wrong with my body?"
"I ... ah ... just thought you'd want to leave, that's all," he said.
"Well, I don't have much to do, I thought I could sit and perhaps talk with you a while. How 'bout it?" I said.
I moved over to the sink and propped my body up on it. I was closer to his face and body now. He reddened even more.
"I thought it might be wrong for you to be in here with me like this," he said.
"Like what, Jackie," I said.
I slipped my hand down the shower curtain and started to rub his thighs. I let him go on talking and continued cautiously. I didn't want him to scream or fly away suddenly. I wanted him.
"Like what you're doing now, Auntie Maude," he said.
"Does it feel good, Jackie?" I asked.
"Yes, it feels very good," he said.
I touched his balls lightly and he bent his knees in ecstasy. He never took his eyes off me.
"Then why don't you want me to continue?" I asked.
"I just feel there's something wrong about it," he said.
"Who told you there was?" I asked.
I slid my hand up to his little pecker. It was young and veiny and he got excited quickly, which made the job easier. I rubbed his little manly prick up and down very softly as I continued the conversation.
"No one, no one told me it was wrong. It doesn't feel wrong. It feels good," he said.
"Let's enjoy it then, shall we? Do you know what to do to me, Jackie?" I asked.
He looked at me shocked again. In his innocence I became passionately excited. I could see the look on his face. The things he had heard in the locker room with the boys at school. The sex play in comic books and now it was coming true. He was so excited. That made me mad with passion.
"I heard about what I'm supposed to do, but I never did it with a lady before," he said.
"Do you want to go on, Jackie?" I asked.
He gulped as I squeezed harder on his little pud. I started jerking him off faster and he gave his answer.
"Yes, will you teach me, Auntie Maude? It feels so good," he said.
"Only if you don't tell your mother and father, Jackie. They wouldn't like this at all. We know it feels good and it is good for us, but they would be very angry with both of us if they knew we were going to fuck," I said.
At that statement, he was totally taken. He was going to fuck his first woman. The reality of it made his dick harder in my hand.
"I won't tell anyone, just show me what to do, I don't want you to stop, it really feels good," he said.
I let go of his little pecker. It was tall and thin and hairs were starting to come in slowly. His young skin was still baby soft and silky. He didn't have anything fully matured yet, he was only fifteen.
"Okay, I'll show you what to do and let's see what happens," I said.
I started to undress in a fit of passion. My body was overcome with sexual shivers. I got fully naked and slid into the tub.
"Your tits, they're so big," he said.
He looked at me up and down. His face was still red. I moved toward him quickly so he could not change his mind.
"Now, I'm going to touch your little dick, Jackie," I said.
I moved in closer to him and slid my body in tight. I cupped his balls in my hands and started to tell him what to do.
"This feels good, doesn't it, Jackie?" I asked.
"Yes, I don't want you to stop. I was afraid of Mother finding out before. Now I don't care, keep rubbing me, Auntie Maude," he said.
"I'm glad you're not afraid. Now we can have a little fun, Jackie," I said. I continued to rub his balls and prick, slowly and softly. With my other hand, I guided his fingers to my tits. I took his index finger and middle finger and squeezed them on my nipples. He was learning fast.
"This feels good. It feels tingly in my body when I touch you, Auntie Maude," he said.
"You keep right on doing it, Jackie. Press your whole hand down on my tits and see if you like doing that," I said.
He took his other hand and moved slowly around to my asscheeks. He held me a little tighter and started to pick up very easily. I increased my pace of pumping up and down on his little young pecker. I could feel it responding very quickly. I couldn't wait until I got him going inside my cunt. It would surely be bliss.
"Your tits feel like marshmallows, Auntie Maude. It's making my private get hard. Could you jerk it a little faster? Ohhh, Auntie Maude," he said.
He was nearing a healthy rhythm. His ass was moving back and forth. He pulled my ass closer to him. I could feel the palm of my hand getting sweaty on his dick. The back of my hand plunged into my cunt and gave me blasts of wild passion. I wanted to fuck him right away.
"Why don't we lay down, Jackie? I think we'd be more comfortable," I said.
I slid slowly to the bottom of the bathtub. I lifted my legs over the tub and Jackie went down on his knees. He took the palms of his hands and started playing with my tits. His little dick was lying on my belly. I looked down and saw its little pisshole. The sight excited me. I wanted his boycock inside me, soon.
"Is it all right that I touch your titties, Auntie Maude? I really like doing this," he said.
"Yes, it's what you should be doing, Jackie. It makes Auntie Maude feel passionate and hot," I said.
I don't think he really understood that, but to me it made no difference if he did or not. I wanted his little pud inside my hungry twat. The thought of him being just fifteen years old drove me mad with excitement. He pushed harder on my tits and unconsciously started jerking himself up and down on my stomach. I knew he was ready to enter my big pussy tunnel. My juices were waiting to be sopped up by his little boydick and my body wanted the release.
"I want to do more, Auntie Maude. Please show me how. My balls feel very swollen and hot," he said.
I shifted him into the middle of my legs and suddenly felt more of my creamy cunt juices flowing. I spread my legs wider, to infinity it seemed.
"Touch my hole, Jackie. Lower your hand and put it on Auntie Maude's pussy," I said.
As he knelt in front of my twat, dick hanging and all, he lowered his hand. I felt him searching and fumbling.
"Slide down more, Jackie," I said.
He was hesitant, but he followed my direction. His hand was on my hairy bush. I felt him fumbling again and gave him more direction.
"That's it, now go inside my pussy, Jackie. Put one finger inside it and roll it around on that little bump," I said.
"I can't feel any little bump, Auntie Maude. Where is it?" he asked.
He was having trouble finding my clit. It was sending teasing shivers through my body. My hips were rolling from side to side in a frantic passion. I was searching for the release I needed.
"Roll it around and go down a little ... aahh, that's it, Jackie darling, that's it. Can you feel that?" I asked.
"Yes, it feels like a little seed. It's wet and smooth when I roll my hand and finger around on it," he said.
I was finally getting some satisfaction. I took his prick into my hand and started preparing him for a fuck session. A fuck session with his Auntie Maude. He pressed his dick into the palm of my hand and pumped it. Back and forth, his little pud went. He also continued the pressing on my clit. As I said, he learned very quickly.
It was time to get him ready for the entrance into my love tunnel. I shifted my hips up and pulled his hand away from my cunt. I grabbed him at his thighs and pushed him closer to my seething cunt. I looked down at his pecker and it was moments away from my beaver.
"Jackie, I want you to put your prick inside my hole," I said.
"Where is it? I don't see it, Auntie Maude," he said.
"Push yourself in closer to Auntie Maude and m help you find it, okay?" I said.
"I want you to help me find it, because this feels good," he said.
He thought this felt good! Wait until he pumped his little young veiny dick into my cunthole. He would let loose on me like a wild young stallion. He would rock back and forth inside me and he'd never forget it.
"Okay, I'll help you find my cunthole, Jackie. Listen to me carefully now. Take your little pud and aim it into my hole," I said.
He was still having a little difficulty finding my fuckhole. It was pure bliss. It was torture, it was passion all rolled into one spectacular feeling.
I reached down to help him guide his little pecker into my oozing beaver.
"Now, Jackie, put the tip of your pud into Auntie Maude's fuck chamber. That's it," I said.
He held himself fast on the tub floor. I looked up at his face and saw beads of sweat dripping off his face and neck.
"OOOHHH, Auntie Maude, this feels good. My dick feels so hot and fiery," he said.
He was getting very anxious, like young people usually do. He had no patience in savoring or waiting. He was ready to pump his little prick into me like an uncontrollable dog.
"Take it slow, Jackie. Make it last. Don't go too fast or this beautiful feeling will go away," I said.
I shifted myself up and allowed more of his young prick to enter my dripping cunt. I felt shivers of sexual passion running through my body. Jackie's little pud was hard as a rock. Since he was only fifteen, his cock was not fully matured. It was thin and long and veiny and slid from side to side frantically inside my pussy. I grabbed hold of his buttocks harder and pulled his dick all the way into my cunt. I felt it slip inside me and he started pumping furiously. It was heaven and bliss, all rolled into one.
"Oh, Auntie Maude, I want to go in deeper, it feels good. It feeelllsss, oohhh, shit, what's happening? What's happeeenning to me? I feel my body trembling and shaking," he said.
I realized he was going to cum. I really wished he held on longer, but because of his age and lack of experience, I let him take his climax. I was ready to cum with him.
His little dick was banging the walls of my pussy. From side to side he pumped and then I heard him let go with a scream.
"Ooohhh, what's happening? Shit, Auntie Maude, my dick's spitting cream all over," he said.
I looked up at Jackie's face and he was so red I thought he would pop a blood vessel. I moved from side to side with my hips and banged his little dick deep into my cunt.
"That's it, baby. Good! Pump until it's all over. Auntie Maude's going to let her load gooooo. Oohh, Jackie, I'm cumming," I said.
I banged my pelvis and cunt into him. Back and forth and from side to side. I reached my most glorious climax. Jackie fell on top of me and was breathing very hard and fast. I held him around his neck and felt his hair, it was full of sweat. His underarms were wringing wet and he had a slight manly odor. His little dick was going limp inside my cunt. I wanted him again. So I quickly went to work.
"Did you like that, Jackie?" I said.
"Oh, yes, Auntie Maude. My body was trembling all over. I have never experienced that kind of pleasure. I use to jerk off thinking about what it might be like to do this with a woman. I use to think no one could do it to me like my hand, but it sure is better when I can put my dick in a woman," he said. Would you like to do more, Jackie?" I asked. He shifted himself onto his knees and I put my legs down. My muscles were a little tight from pushing and pressing myself onto his dick. I lifted myself up and faced him.
"Jackie, I'm going to turn around and put my asshole around your young little dick. I want you to move it back and forth in my asshole. Do you think you can do that?" I asked.
"I'll try it, Auntie Maude. If it feels as good as your cunt, I'll do it," he said.
I shifted around onto my knees and held my ass high in the air. I couldn't wait for his prick to enter my asshole. There would be virtually no pain because his dick was slender and still rather underdeveloped.
"Okay, Jackie, come in closer to my ass and hold your dick in your hand. That's it. Now guide it into my asshole," I said.
I felt the tip of his prick at my puckered anus. His skin was very soft. The skin on his dick was very smooth and young and as it hit my asshole, I felt an ooze of assjuice slip out.
"Your ass is releasing a hot kind of juice, Auntie Maude. It feels good on my dick," he said.
"Hold my tits in your hand and squeeze them, Jackie," I said.
Jackie bent over my back and I felt his dick slide into my asshole. I pushed against it to get every inch inside me. I swayed back and forth and felt his dick go in. Jackie put his hands on my tits and pressed them hard against my chest.
"Pump in and out now, Jackie. Let your pud go in slowly and then out again and ... that's it. Oh, shit ... don't stop," I said.
"My dick is getting hard again, Auntie Maude. It feels hot and stiff," he said.
"Just keep pumping it into my asshole. That's it, sway in and out, Jackie," I said.
Jackie started his striding again. He was slower this time and it seemed that he was going to let himself enjoy more of this. He was slowly working his dick deep inside me. He moved his hips around and from side to side. There was no pain in this ass-fucking because his dick was thin and long and young. Just the way I like it. I pushed myself into his dick and as he rolled around, I rolled my ass around. In and out and around and around, we went together. I felt his cock getting just a little bit harder inside me. Jackie had a good grip on my tits and nipples. He was pulling and pressing on them. He opened his mouth and ran his tongue down my spine and gave me little bites of pleasure. I was going to cum.
I started bumping onto his dick harder and faster. My assjuices were flowing like a river and Jackie's stride was up to full speed.
"Jackie, go faster, baby. Auntie Maude's about to explode again," I said.
I felt his balls slapping at my cunthole and that made me cum even faster. He was like a mad dog.
"Here comes my cream again, Auntie Maude. OOOhhh, I want to go faster. I want to bang it inside you as hard as I can," he said.
I was cumming. I was shoving my ass against his dick as hard as I could and I told him not to worry about banging into me.
"Do it, Jackie. Bang Auntie Maude's asshole as hard as you want to. That's it. Aahhhh! Ohhhh, Jackie, don't stop," I said.
He banged harder and faster. Bang, bang, in and out and from side to side. It was heaven. My ass juices flowed onto his dick and I felt his young hot cream explode inside me.
When we finished, I got up and looked at him. He seemed very guilty. I had a talk with him and believe his head was all right. I told him there was nothing to feel guilty about. How could he, when something like sex felt so good? He agreed. We took a shower and I left him alone.
I wonder what our second visit will be like?
CHAPTER FIVE
"Yes, this is Maude Miller," I said.
"Hello, ma'am, Mr. Bert Conway asked me to phone you. My name's Sam. I'm Mr. Conway's chauffeur. You have an appointment with Mr. Conway this morning," he said.
"Yes, what seems to be the trouble?" I asked.
"No trouble, ma'am. Mr. Conway said to phone you to say I'll pick you up at your office and that he can't make the morning appointment. I am to pick you up at one o'clock, if that's all right with you, ma'am," he said.
"Yes, one o'clock's fine," I said.
"All right then. I'll be in front of your office at one o'clock sharp. What's your address, ma'am?" he said.
"Stop calling me ma'am. My name's Maude. Call me Mrs. Miller or Maude," I said.
"Yes, ma'am, er, I mean, Maude," he said.
"I'm at 5436 West 71st Street, east of Chicago Avenue. Do you know where that is?" I said.
"Oh, yes, Maude. I'll be there at one," he said.
He sounded so eager to please. He must have been young. I couldn't wait to get my eyes on him. It could only be another adventure for me if he was a young stud. Or if he wasn't, I would teach him. Ha! All men are putty in my hands, especially young ones.
I was frantic after I hung up the phone. I realized the attorneys would probably want to see me today. My stupid friend at the bank was supposed to hold them off, but those bastards never let up. I had a feeling they would be around.
I pressed my intercom button and called Marianne.
"What's the schedule this morning, doll face?" I said.
I heard a click and waited for her answer.
"It's not too heavy, Maude. The cargo from New York is in. They put it on ice this morning about six o'clock," she said.
"Sounds like those fuckers are doing their job for a change," I said.
"It's about time. I think you've lost enough cargo this year, Maude, don't you?" she said.
"Yeah, too much and I've lost a lot of money, too," I said.
"You'll make out, you know how to handle those guys when things get screwy," she said.
"You bet your ass I do," I said.
She laughed and knew I was right. I always get what I go after.
"All right, I'm gonna take a little nap for half an hour or so, until one o'clock. Conway's chauffeur, if you'll pardon the expression, is picking me up and taking me over to look at the circus. I hope it's worth my time," I said.
"Well, if it makes you money, it's worth your time. Isn't that what you taught me?" she said.
"Yes, it's what I taught you. It's a wonder you remembered it," I said.
"I try harder every day, Maude," she said.
"Oh, if any of those fuckers from the bank call or try to get in touch, give them the brush off. I don't think I can handle that paper work today, or any other day for that matter. I suppose I'll have to face them sooner or later, though," I said.
"I'll hold them off. Have a good snooze in there," she said.
I pushed the button and her voice disappeared.
I was thinking about Jackie coming in today at four o'clock. I wondered how much he could have changed in the last ten months. I sat there thinking of my past sex experience with my little nephew and my clit started getting hard. I put my finger down between my legs and touching my hard clit, the idea made me wild.
I thought of how it was in the tub. His young, thin, long dick. I wondered if I could seduce him again. I pressed my finger into my cunthole to wet it with some sweet pussy juices. As I thought of Jackie's cock wiggling around in my mouth, I circled my clitoris with my forefinger. I imagined that he would sit on my face so I could suck his asshole. I would vacuum one of his balls into my mouth and suck On it. I could actually feel the firm young flesh of my fifteen-year-old nephew's ass on my face.
Then I would turn my body around and stick my tongue on the tip of his dick. I would let my tongue dart in and out of his little pisshole and roll my lips around the bulbous head, all at the same time. He would be in bliss. I had to think of a way to seduce him. I wasn't even sure if he would be able to face me. It didn't matter. I continued circling my clit and my cunt was pouring out juices. It felt wonderful sliding my finger down to my cunt and getting it lubricated. Sliding back up to my clit and pressing hard, I felt myself reaching a climax. I pictured Jackie's fifteen-year-old cock pumping madly for release in my mouth.
I held my breath and felt my cunt release its juices. Lightning ran through my body and I wanted to scream, but it would have been risky. I lifted my legs up onto the desk and pushed hard, like I was pushing hard on Jackie's dick. I rammed my finger deep into my cunt and brought myself down easy with slow strides. I could smell my cunt juices and it was delightful. The odor of sweet sex in the air made my tits tingle. I let my legs down off the desk and went into the bathroom to wash.
I grabbed my purse and started fixing my hair. It was getting to be time to leave. That goddamn chauffeur said he would be downstairs at one o'clock sharp. I fixed my nylons and various other things and pressed the intercom button.
"Hello, hello, in there," I said.
"Yes, Maude, how can I help you?" Marianne said.
"I'm going downstairs to get some coffee before Conway's chauffeur shows up. Tell everyone I'm on a business call and won't be back until tomorrow. Don't tell them where I am, just tell them I'm out on a call," I said.
"Sure thing, Maude," she said.
I clicked off the phone and got out of my chair to leave. I looked out my window over the city and remembered all the things that had happened to me in this neighborhood. The hassles with workers, the shit from the unions. I hoped it would all be over soon and I could forget this lousy place. I went downstairs to the coffee shop.
* * *
I sat looking at all the businessmen and the women they had with them. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on between all of them. If they were all fucking each other. If they all wished they could be fucking each other. Business was such a lousy game sometimes. I sipped my coffee and poked at the pie a'la mode in front of me.
I really wasn't hungry. I never could figure out why I would order something and then just leave it on my plate. It was such a waste, but it passed my time.
There was a man in the corner of the coffee shop looking at me from the moment I walked into the place. I found his cruising me quite annoying. He must have been about fifty years old. He looked like a banker, which didn't intrigue me at all. Why would I want his ugly old prick when I could get any young guy that came along? I threw him a very dirty look and he turned red. He called for the waitress and she gave him his check. I think I made him very self-conscious. He was fixing his tie and jacket and coughing and clearing his throat. When he walked by me, he did it fast. He picked up walking speed as if in embarrassment of being turned down.
I couldn't stand older men, they made my skin crawl in disgust. They had their wives at home and their kids. They would fuck anything given the chance. Their whole attitude made me absolutely repulsed. He left and I was glad he got my message.
I sipped at my coffee and fiddled with the pie again. I looked out the window and spotted a big Cadillac pulling up in front of my building. This coffee shop was convenient for people picking me up. I could wait in there and see when my date arrived.
I wasn't sure really that it was Conway's chauffer, but not very many limos came into this neighborhood.
I called the waitress over and asked for my check. I paid at the register and walked across the street. I poked my head into the window of the Cadillac and the young--yes, young--man looked up at me.
"I'm Maude Miller, are you Bert Conway's chauffeur?" I said.
The young man immediately got out of the car and tipped his hat to me. I was flattered. I wasn't used to this kind of living, really.
"Hello, my name's Sam. Would you follow me please?" he said.
We walked around to the sidewalk where Sam opened the door and saw me into the back seat.
"You, ah, have the address of the circus, I hope?" I said.
He answered yes and we were onto the highway and on our way out of the city in minutes.
"How long "have you been working for Mr. Conway, Sam?" I asked.
"Oh, not too long, Maude. I just got my chauffeur's license, I had to wait a long time. They don't give them out easily to twenty-year-olds. We're supposed to be very reckless at this age, you know," he said.
"Reckless! Ha! How did you manage to hook yourself up with Bert? Oh, sorry, I mean Mr. Conway?" I said.
"I saw an ad in the newspaper for a chauffeur. I hadn't had my license then, but I thought if the person placing the ad needed me immediately, they might help me get my license. So I answered the ad," he said.
"Mr. Conway helped you get your license?" I said.
"I went to his house for the interview. He liked me and made me promise that if he helped me get my license, I would not be irresponsible with his car. I promised and here I am," he said.
"I think you drive very well, Sam. Is that the only thing a chauffeur does, drive?" I said.
"Oh, no, Maude. I have to make sure that this car is in perfect working order at all times. It's not all driving. I must keep it clean, too, inside and out. I wax it once a week and work on the engine so no major trouble can occur. Mr. Conway's very fussy about this car," he said.
I don't know where the idea came from, but I just had to ask. "Do you have a girl friend, Sam?"
"Several," he said.
"Well, how do you have time for them if you're working so hard keeping this car in shape?" I said.
"I make the time, Maude," he said.
The little bastard seemed very sure of himself. I liked that. Now, how was I to seduce him?
* * *
We were completely out of the city and off the major highway. The country road that Sam took was beautiful. The trees around us were stunning. It made me think of how much I missed by being involved with business. Again I thought, it'll soon end. I could get this circus deal over with and have some time for myself.
Sam looked more like a Hans, or a Stephen. Big, broad, skinny shoulders and I couldn't quite make out the color of his eyes yet, but I would soon be close enough to him to tell every freckle on his face, every line. I couldn't wait. I started to set my trap as we drove deeper into the countryside toward the circus.
"How are your girl friends, Sam? Do they take good care of you?" I asked.
"Oh, yes, Maude. They love me very much. I treat every one of them like a woman. Most guys take women for granted. I think women are the best luxury I can afford myself," he said.
"How do you feel about older women?" I asked.
"As long as they have some life in them, I really don't care how old they are. Variety is the spice of life, Maude. You look like a woman who might know that," he said.
He was catching on fast. He had a very assured attitude about himself. He must've been feeling his oats today. God, I thought, he'll need it with me.
"How far are we from the grounds, Sam?" I said.
"Oh, I'd say about another twenty minutes or so, why?" he asked.
"Well, I've really got to go to the bathroom. Perhaps you can pull over when it's convenient, yes?" I asked.
"Sure, Maude, whatever you say," he said.
He pulled the car over into a clump of trees. The car went right behind them and was clearly hidden from the road. I was ready to put my plan into full swing.
Sam got out of the car and opened the door for me. He looked deep in my eyes and I looked back at him. His eyes were hazel. He slanted his mouth a little and tilted his hat back on his head. Some of his beautiful young blond hair fell on his forehead. He stood in front of me. He looked down at me and offered a hand to help me out of the car. I took it.
He pulled me up hard and I fell into his chest. He was sure of himself and picked up on my vibrations.
"Oh, Sammy baby, you're very strong. Will you excuse me while I take a piss?" I said, blandly.
"I'll be here waiting, Maude," he said.
He shifted his eyes up and down my body. I knew he would soon be fucking.
"If you need help, call and I'll come right over, Maude," he said.
He was goddamn sure of himself. Maybe I was being obvious, who knows? I didn't care. I just wanted his dick inside my cunt, or my lips on the tip of his cock.
I walked behind some thick bushes and saw a stream. I was out of sight. He couldn't see me, but I could see him. He lifted his hat further back on his head and kept his eyes in the woods where I had faded from his sight. I pulled my pants down and savatt. I felt my kidneys releasing urine. Relief at last! I kept my eyes on Sam. He was leaning on the opened car door and cupping his balls in his hands. I knew then that he was ready. I knew also that he would probably be a good fuck. I watched him as he tickled his dick back and forth in his pants.
I got up from my unaccustomed position and watched him even closer. He was unzipping his pants, to my surprise. I didn't at that moment know if he was going to jerk off or take a piss. His pud fell from his pants. It was the longest cock I had seen in a while. It was of average thickness and not circumcised. He held it in his hands and a stream of yellow piss started letting loose. He finished and rubbed his meat back and forth. He then shook it about to get rid of every last drop of urine.
He put his dick back in his pants and leaned on the car door again.
I called to him. "Sam, oh, Sam!"
"Yes, where are you?" he asked.
I watched him respond to my call. He shook his head and sort of smiled.
"Can you come here, please?" I asked.
"I'm on my way, Maude," he said.
He cupped his dick in his palm again. I couldn't wait to get my hands on it, too. He took large steps. Because he was tall he looked somewhat like a man on stilts. He would someday be a very stunning man. Right now he was closer to being a stunning boy. That excited the hell out of me.
"Maude, where the hell are you?" he said.
I didn't answer. He seemed to have lost that shyness he had shown on the phone when he called at the office. Maybe because he didn't know how rich or important a client I was to Conway. Anyway, right now he was as loose as a goose.
"For Christ's sake, Maude, where the hell are you? Are you all right?" he said.
"I'm here, baby, over to the left of you," I said.
He poked his head through the last of the brushes and stood before me, hat tilted, young and ready to be fucked.
"Can you help me? I seem to have gotten my foot caught on these rocks," I said.
He was no dummy, he laughed to himself and came over to me. He lifted me up into his arms and laid me down beside a circle of trees. Sam threw his hat off and grabbed both my tits in his hands and squeezed.
"You're a very beautiful woman, Maude. I sense you want my dick and I'm prepared to give it to you," he said.
I reached around the back of his neck with my right hand and pulled him closer to me. He sank his lips onto mine and started to take his jacket off. He began to sweat.
I helped him undress. First I loosened his tie and slid it off his shirt. He took over unbuttoning the shirt and I worked quickly with his pants and belt. I loosened the belt and snapped the button on his pants and his zipper fell right down without difficulty.
"Maude, I'm gonna pump my prick deep inside you. Feel it, Maude. Touch my pud, baby," he said.
"I know what I'm doing, lover boy, you'll have it inside me soon, honey. Don't rush me," I said.
He moaned. We lay there a few minutes grinding against each other and I could feel his prick rising to full length. I grabbed the top of his pants and slid them down past his knees, over his ankles and finally off. He went to work on me as soon as his prick was exposed. He, like many other young boys I had fucked, was wearing no underwear.
The blond hair over his dick was thick and his balls were big and bounced in front of me with each movement he made. He tugged at my blouse as I reached behind me to unzip my skirt. He slid my blouse off my body and I crawled out of my skirt. My bra was left and he saw to taking care of that immediately. He straddled me. I cupped my tits for him. His legs were spread wide over my chest. He wasn't heavy on my body; his weight felt good. I bent my knees and lifted him higher with the heels of my feet so that his weight wouldn't be too much for me.
He guided his long thick cock into my tit cleavage. His hands were down beside my ears and he was pumping in and out. I looked down and saw what was in front of me. His pisshole was showing with each inward movement that came toward my face. The skin on his dick would stretch back and that brought his pisshole into full view.
I bent my head way down so that my chin was imbedded into my chest. I stuck my tongue out to meet his cockhead and like a snake, tickled the pisshole when it reached my mouth. I felt my beaver juices begin to flow. I could feel his buttocks spreading and the hotness of his ass crack made for more intensity on my stomach. He rode me like that for a few minutes longer, until he was about to cum. I pushed him off. He fell back into the bushes and it was my turn to straddle him.
Pussy dripping and all, I got on top of his dick and let only the tip of it inside me. My cunt juices were flowing heavier and I just slid around and around on his dick-tip. It was pure torture and bliss.
Sam took hold of my hips and pumped an inch or so more of his cock into my pussy. I felt him shaking so I knew I hadn't much time before he would shoot his hot young load into me. I smashed my pussy down hard on his pud and in it went, deep into the dark fuck tunnel of my cunt.
I sat on his dick and rolled it around. He moaned and groaned deep guttural sounds. It made me explode into climax. He followed me.
Sam pushed me up high into the air and my feet were off the ground. He made sure that every inch of his long skinny cock was deep inside me.
"You bitch. Oh, Christ, Maude, my load's boiling over into your cunt. I'm CCUUMMIINNGG," he said.
"I'm with you, Sammy baby. I'm riding you like the wildest stallion in the west. Take me home," I said.
We came together in bliss until I dropped upon his chest. He held me close to him for a minute or two and then we bathed in the stream. Sam and I walked to the car discussing what a pleasure sex was. He still remained a gentleman. He opened the door of the car as he had when we left the city. He waited for me to sit down comfortably and then closed the door.
We were on our way to the circus.
I made it perfectly clear to him that we must be back into the city before four o'clock, so I would be able to meet my sister and beautiful young Jackie. He understood and we drove on.
CHAPTER SIX
We pulled into the grounds of the circus and Sam drove to the main trailer. The area was beautiful and I fell in love with the place as soon as I saw it.
Sam got out of the car and opened the door like a gentleman once again. Crowds started to form around the car. They were gaping and whispering and nodding and questioning. They would all soon be introduced, if everything went as planned. The main trailer looked deserted and I stepped out of the car and knocked on the door.
"What the hell do you want?" A terrible raspy female voice came from within. "I haven't got time to fool around with your problems ..."
A husky woman stepped out and looked down at me. I guess she expected another complaint from one of her employees. Instead, I stood firm in front of her and gave her a pleasant smile. Sam was right behind me.
"Hello, my name is Maude Miller," I said.
"Who? Maude Miller? I don't know no Maude Miller. Who are ya?" she said.
"I guess you weren't told," I said.
"Told what? What the hell's going on here?" she said.
I looked around me and the crowd had gotten bigger. I felt a closed-in feeling. Sam shut his door and leaned against the car, looking at her with a disgusted look on his face.
"Maude Miller, Mr. Bert Conway sent me over. I'm to look around the grounds. He tells me you want to sell this place," I said.
The whispering in the crowd got louder. She swung her right hand in front of her to expose a bottle of Gin.
"Oh, so you're the dame who's gonna take this place off my hands, eh? Well, step inside, Maude Miller," she said.
She must've been in her late fifties and she wasn't taking very good care of herself. I couldn't stand it when women didn't take of their bodies. To me, being a woman was one of the greatest gifts given to me. I couldn't abuse it, but she had. She wasn't at all bad looking and with some care, she could be a knock-out.
She looked around the grounds before closing the door. She was half drunk.
"Well, what the hell are you losers looking at? Get back to work, the lot of ya," she screamed.
I looked over at Sam. He was outraged by her behavior.
She closed the door in a stupor and threw some clothes off a chair and offered me a seat.
"My name is Ma Perkins. I'll be glad to get this show off my fucking back. This deal I mean. As soon as you come up with some cash. I want to sell right away," she said.
"Look, honey, I'm not buying this hole unless I personally inspect it and with a fine-tooth comb. When that's over with, I might let you know and I might not. Now put that fucking bottle of booze away and let's talk business. Or you can spend the next six months trying to find another chump to unload this pile of shit on," I said.
Her eyes opened wide. She was a nasty bitch, but not nasty enough to throw me off or scare me in the slightest. I've handled all types in the years of being in business and there wasn't one dame I couldn't put in place.
"All right, take it easy. I'll get my shit together and we can talk," she said.
"That's better," I said.
I brushed off the chair before I sat down in it. It was the oldest and most musty thing I had ever laid eyes on. The trailer stunk of stale booze and make-up. It was truly a tragic scene.
"I don't know if Conway told you, but I'm getting fifty thousand for this place. There are nine tents and a hell of a lot of other features that are well worth it. Whattya say?" she said.
"I just told you, darling, I'll have to get the full tour of the place," I said.
"I'll have someone show you around," she said.
"I'm telling you right now, Ma Perkins, I'll pay you what I think it's worth and not a penny more," I said.
"Hey, what the hell are you talking about? This is a million-dollar business and at fifty thousand, it's a goddamn giveaway," she said.
"Not with the bills you've incurred, Ma," I said.
"What! Who fed you that line of bullshit?" she said.
"No one told me. I can see the pain written all over those people's faces out there. They hope someone'll pay them some of their hard-earned money." I was such a good liar.
"Well, it's hard running a circus," she complained.
"It's hard running any kind of business, but if you run it right, it makes money. If you fuck off with booze and get lazy, you lose," I said.
"Ah, shut up. You don't know what the hell yer talking about," she said.
"Oh, don't I? Let me tell you something, baby. I've been in business a long time. With the reputation this place has, I'll be lucky if I break even by next year. You've ruined a good thing here. I'll have to give this place a whole new going over, reputation and all. That takes money, honey and lots of time. I may not want to pay fifty thousand for this place," I said.
"Look, I'll get Harry to show you around." She was shaking. "Then you can come back in here and if you like what you see, well, make me an offer," she said.
I sure can bullshit my way into things when I want to. I could shape this place into a palace in a matter of months, if I really worked at it, only she was too blinded by weakness and drink to think clearly.
"Okay, Ma Perkins, where's this Harry fellow you're talking about? Make it quick, I haven't got all day. I'm a business woman myself and I've got to get back to the city and attend to it," I said.
She reached for her intercom system and paged Harry.
"Harry to the front office, immediately. Harry Simms to the front office," she called.
"Right away, Ma," Harry's voice answered.
"You wait here, he should be along in a minute or so." She was still shaken by my stern attitude.
"You'd better get your shit together, Ma, before the world around you collapses," I said.
"Stay out of my personal life. What do you do in business in the city, anyway? Clothing, liquor store, what?" she asked.
"No, none of those. I'm in the fresh fish business. If I buy this place from you, it's gonna be all mine, run by me. It'll make money because of me. I don't get hooked on anything but love, not booze, marijuana, nothing. Just clean, good, old-fashion love. You've really fucked yourself up, Ma," I said.
I could see that what I said hurt her deeply, but maybe she would get her shit together. She was about to speak back to me when a knock came on her trailer door.
"Who is it?" I asked.
I don't think she even remembered calling for Harry Simms, that's how plowed she was.
"It's Harry," he said.
"Oh, yeah, come in, Harry," she said.
"What can I do for you, Ma?" he asked.
Harry entered and smiled at me. He was about five feet six inches tall, with red hair and lots of freckles and deep blue eyes. I'd say he was at least seventeen.
"This is the lady who's interested in buying my place, Harry," she said.
"How do you do, ma'am," he said.
"Don't call me ma'am, please, Harry. My name is Maude and how do you do," I said.
"Oh, fine, a little busy at the moment, the elephants are ready to eat and they're getting a little kicky," he said.
"Well, don't stand there, take Maude around and make sure she sees everything, even the employees' quarters," Ma said.
"Okay, Ma, it shouldn't take more than a half hour. I'll get back to my regular duties after your tour, Maude," he said.
I cruised him up and down. He wore faded denims and tight black polo shirt and a big nasty looking leather belt. I loved that look on men.
"This way, Maude. Watch your step coming out of this trailer. It can sometimes be a little tricky," he said.
I stepped down and my hand was in his. He helped me to the ground. I looked over at Sam, he was standing there with a smart-ass grin on his face and his hat still tilted back. He was chewing a piece of gum and looked like he knew what was going to happen to hung little Harry. He winked at me and I wanted to slap his smug face. I shrugged my shoulders at him and walked away, giving him explicit instructions.
"Sam, I'll be going with Harry to look over the grounds. Will you wait? Harry seems to think it'll only take half an hour or so," I said.
"A half hour or so. Well, good luck, Maude," he smirked.
I could have really laid into him for that attitude. I would take care of him later, on the way back to the city. Right now, I must concentrate on the grounds and Harry.
He walked ahead of me so that I got a full view of his firm young buns. He was a little bowlegged and wore boots which may have been responsible for the way he walked. His calves looked strong and sturdy. I caught up with him. I looked over my shoulder and saw Sam push his cap down in front of his eyes and get into the Cadillac, shaking his head.
I looked Harry up and down. The red hairy arms that I saw made my cuntlips wet. The bulge between his legs perked upward' and told me there was something inside worth waiting for. I would have to find the right moment. I wouldn't want anyone around the grounds to get the wrong impression of the new boss lady.
"How long have you been working for Ma Perkins, Harry?" I said.
"Oh, I'd say about six months, why?" he asked.
"Just curious, that's all," I said.
"What you should have asked is how long have I been with the circus," he said.
I thought I'd play his little game. "Okay, Harry, how long have you been working in the circus?" I said.
"All my life, Maude. I love it. It's in my blood," he said.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"It means simply that my parents and grandparents were in the circus and it's in my blood," he said.
I shook my head and smiled at him. He smiled back politely as we reached the flyers' tent. It was empty.
"This is the trapeze tent, Maude. Many beautiful things have happened here and lots of not so beautiful things, too," he said.
"You mean, like accidents?" I asked.
"Yeah, that's the one heartache about owning or joining a circus," he said.
I looked at his face. It had lots of memories on it for a boy his age. I cruised him heavier and he picked up on it. He fell back on the bleachers and folded his arms over his chest. Like Sam and Russell and many other young men, he tilted his head to look me up and down. I leaned on the bleachers opposite him and waited for him to make a move.
"Maude, are you serious about this place?" he said,
"Is that what you really wanted to ask?" I asked.
I grinned and looked him up and down again. He had a piece of black soot on his top lip. I took that opportunity to make my first move.
As I moved toward him, he moved back away from me. He was a little unsure of himself, I guess, but I proceeded with no caution lights on at all.
"I'm not going to bite you, for Christ's sake. Open your mouth," I said.
"What the hell are you doing?" he said.
I thought I was going to have trouble with him, but he soon eased down a bit.
"Just open your mouth and stick out your tongue," I said.
I took a hanky from my purse and came toward him closer.
"What're you, a doctor or something? Looking for some kind of disease?" he asked.
"No, you've got some soot on your lip. Now stick out your tongue," I said.
I patted his tongue with the hanky to get it wet with his saliva, then rubbed it on his lip. I then made my move.
"There now, you're all clean. Clean enough to kiss," I said.
He blushed into purple shades of embarrassment. "Well, what're you waiting for, Maude?" he asked.
I waited no more. I moved in closer to him, my right hand aimed at his crotch and my left hand starting up his chest like a boa.
Around to the back of his neck. My right hand touched his cock and I immediately pressed it into his legs. He crouched down a bit and his hands wrapped around my waist.
"Not here, for shit's sake, Maude. Anyone could walk in." He looked around the empty tent and lifted me up into his arms. I held him around the neck. I just love young fuck flesh. Little boys are so gallant. He took me quickly over to one of the distant bleachers where there was a curtain. We disappeared behind it. We entered a dressing room. It had a dresser with a mirror and lights all around it. He sat me down on a thin couch in the corner of the small room.
I sat, rather laid on the couch and watched him sneak around the small room looking for anyone who might be wandering around in the empty tent. He found no one and went quickly to work, how relaxed he suddenly became.
"Maude, you're the kind of woman that can really get a guy into a lot of trouble," he said.
He was standing tall in front of me. He looked down with a cynical smile on his face. His thumbs were hooked into the top of his faded jeans. I think he was trying to be a stud. He might be; I had time to find out.
"Well, sometimes trouble can be fun, if you're not on the losing end. I don't see how either of us could lose," I said.
"Let's find out," he said.
Harry took his belt off and unzipped his pants and started down on me. The couch on which I was laying had no back. It was more like one of those sleepers that you usually see fancy ladies resting on in trite movies. He stepped over it so his left leg was on the left side of the couch and his right leg on the right side. I looked up at him. I grabbed him by the balls and gave them a firm squeeze. I tore at his faded jeans and pulled them down to his knees.
A thick cock fell free. I took it into my hands. I felt him slipping his hands up my legs. He did it softly as he crouched down nearer to me. His hair was long, not shoulder length, just past his ears. Up, up went his hands and my legs spread wide like a gate opening. I clasped his cock into my palms and rolled it back and forth between my hands. I let go of it with one hand and pulled a tiny bit on the red hairs that curled on his balls. I didn't want to hurt him, I just wanted to tantalize him a bit more. He loved it.
"You're good, aren't you, Maude?" he asked.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Why ask, Harry? It's more fun to find out," I said.
"All right, Maude, let's find out," he said.
I kept pulling on his pubic hairs and having fun. All of a sudden he moved up closer to my mouth. As he did, he reached way into my underwear and grabbed my pussy hairs. He pulled lightly as I was pulling on his pubic hairs. His cock was standing straight up in front of my mouth.
What to do? The obvious. I took his prickhead into my mouth and sucked it like a super vacuum cleaner. I felt him grab my underwear and pull them down to my knees. He didn't take them off. He just made room for himself to work.
"How would you like a finger-fuck, Maude?" he asked.
"I told you, don't talk about it, honey, do it!" I said.
He slipped up into the crack of my legs and made circular motions with the palm of his hand on my pussylips. I brought his young pud back into my mouth and took it all in like a good girl. He swirled his strong, firm buttocks around, making those familiar guttural sounds of pure bliss. It made me realize that I was definitely doing a good job.
Harry shifted his cock deeper into my throat, until I gagged. I shifted myself up onto my ass and he fell in between my legs. He pulled my head back down onto his cock and shoved three of his thick fingers deep into my love pit. This simply wasn't going to work. It was very uncomfortable.
We traded places. He placed himself on the small couch. I straddled him, his ass in his face, my mouth on his cock. He lifted his head and we made a complete sixty-nine. There we sucked and pumped at each other.
We rolled around and pushed up and down into each other's genitals and salivated all over each other. Harry slid his tongue from the hole in my cunt to my clit. He slithered up and down. When he got to my clit, he grabbed it gently between his teeth. He sucked it in and scrapped it lightly against his teeth and tantalized it with his tongue. It made me insane with passion.
The sucking that Harry was doing to me made me so hot I increased my sucking on his prick. I slid my mouth up and down on his cock and tickled his balls with my hands. I could hear his breathing increase.
He got off and turned around on top of me in missionary position. That was fine with me; I was more than ready. I looked at his cock. It stood hard and high between his legs. His balls were swollen and the fact that we were both still basically clothed made me even hotter.
He was on top of me. He placed his cock against my cunt to tease me. He rolled it around and held me with his arms tightly on my lower back. I moved down a little so my head was in his armpits. He was sweating slightly and his perspiration was not dirty. He smelled a little sweet and I stuck my tongue deep into his armpits and rolled it around and around on the wet hairs.
Harry reached in between his legs and positioned his cock at the entrance of my vagina. I spread my legs wide and wrapped them around his neck. I fell away from underneath his arms. His dick was in. He was up on his knees. He pulled me down by my hips and sunk his dick far into my dripping pussy.
"Okay, Maude, I'm gonna cum all over you, baby. Pump your ass off," he said.
Harry Simms stood up on his knees and took my tits in his hands and squeezed them for dear life as I brought him home to climax.
"Thrust that thing into me, Harry. C'mon, harder, Harry," I said.
He pushed and wiggled his cock inside me. I felt a burst of hot creamy fluid splash all over the walls of my cunt. It was sheer heaven.
I lifted my hips up high to meet each and every one of his hard thrusts. I was oozing beaver juices all over his cock and it filled me all the way up as he shot his hot cream. He was one of the best fucks I had in a long while, for a little kid.
"Stick it in harder, goddamn it, or I'll lose it," I screamed.
He did what I told him and finally the shuddering of our bodies ended in bliss.
I pushed him off and we put back on what little clothing we had taken off.
"I really enjoyed that, Harry. The circus business has much more to offer than meets the naked eye, doesn't it?" I said.
"Well, if you stick around you'll find that this place has a hell of a lot to offer. I wish you'd buy it. You seem like a woman with some brains and you don't look greedy, Maude. I think you would pay us all and still make money. Not like that booze-guzzling mother-fucker in there," he said.
We got up and Harry showed me the elephant tent.
"God, these fuckers are big, aren't they?" I said.
"Hey, Maude, you want to feed one of them?" he said.
I stood there looking up at the one he called Baby. She sure was big. I had never been this close to an elephant.
"I don't know," I said. "Are they dangerous?"
"Oh, shit, no. Besides, if you're gonna own this place, it'd be a fine idea for you to get to know all of your employees. You know, they make money for you too," he said.
"Well, I don't know, Harry," I said.
He handed me a bucket of food and I took some in my hand and reached out to Baby, reluctantly. She seemed to smile at me and I felt more relaxed. Whether she really did smile at me or not--maybe all of them just looked like that--I didn't care, it relaxed me and that was nice.
"C'mon, Maude, let me take you around the rest of the grounds," he said.
"Jesus," I said, looking at my watch and realizing the time we had passed in fucking. "We've been together a long time, Harry."
"Yeah, the ol' lady's probably wondering what the fuck happened to us," he said.
"I hope this doesn't get you into a lot of hassles with that dirty bitch," I said.
"What can she do? Nothing. She isn't paying me, so she's really got nothing to say," he said.
"Well, let's move along then," I said.
Harry took me all over the grounds. He told me exactly what would need work and investment and what wouldn't. He was very helpful and I thought of the days and nights I might have with him and others. After my tour, I started back to the trailer under Harry's direction.
"Thanks for everything, Harry. I hope I can work out the money deal with that bitch. She's really something else," I said.
"Listen to me, Maude. She'll take anything she can get her hungry hands on. Make her an offer and she'll grab it up, I'm sure. I hope it all works out. If for some reason it doesn't, let's keep in touch anyway," he said.
"All right, Harry, I promise not to forget you," I said.
He walked away and as I turned to enter the trailer, I saw a smirking, smiling face. It was Sam. He was shaking his head up and down, still chewing gum.
"Now, just what the hell do you think you're doing?" I said.
"Waiting for you, Maude," he said.
I banged on the door of the trailer and shrugged again at him, turning away in slight anger. He was, it seemed to me, too cock sure of himself.
"Yeah, what is it?" Ma said.
"Hi, Ma. Well, I got the full tour," I said.
"So what's the story, are you going to buy?" she asked.
I looked her up and down and wanted to slap her face. I didn't. I just stared at her for a moment.
"I'll have to think it over," I said.
I knew I was ready to buy the place. I didn't let on to her though, she may've adopted an attitude which I didn't want to deal with.
"I said, what's the story? You must know what the hell you want to do," she said.
"Ma, I'll talk it over with Conway and see what the specifics are about finances. I guess he'll let you know," I said.
"Let me know, when?" she asked.
"As soon as I know, I guess," I said.
"Well, you better make up that pretty little mind of yours fast. If another buyer comes along, honey, I ain't gonna be worrying about ya," she said.
"Yeah, I know. You'll hear from my attorneys or Conway by the end of the week, until then, take care, Ma," I said.
"Good-bye," she said.
I waited for her to disappear into the trailer. She slammed the door shut and was gone. I stood there for a few moments, looking at the door and wondering what had brought her to the horrible life she was living. It was sad. It was also none of my concern. I couldn't help feeling something for her, though.
I turned around and walked toward Conway's Cadillac where Sam was still waiting.
"What the hell are you looking at?" I said.
"Nothing, Maude, nothing," he said.
"Then wipe that stupid grin off your face, it doesn't suit you," I said.
He opened the door and I got in. Again, he waited for me to be seated before closing the door. He tipped his hat and slammed the door shut. He took one last look around the place and got into the driver's seat.
"Did you find anything particularly interesting in the tents, Maude?" he asked.
"Yeah, lots of things, why?" I asked.
"Oh, just curious, I guess," he said.
He looked at me through his rear-view mirror again. He still had a stupid smile on his face.
"Will you please wipe that grin off your face, goddamn it? It's making me nuts," I said.
"Why should I?" he asked.
"Because I said so, that's why," I said.
"Well, you can't get everything you want, Maude. Stop acting like a child," he said.
"Just shut up. You act like you know something and you don't know anything," I said.
"I know you fucked Harry Simms while on your little tour," he said.
His answer made me furious.
"How do you know I fucked Harry? What makes you so goddamn smart?" I said.
"Because I know women like you, that's what makes me so smart, Maude," he said.
I couldn't stand it. He had no right to throw that up to me. It was none of his business.
"Look, sweetheart, just drive the car and shut up. That's what you're hired for. You're not a detective," I said.
"Whatever you say, Maude," he said.
We drove out of the country and onto the road that led onto the highway. Soon we would be in the city again. I had plenty of time to meet my sister and her husband and little Jackie. It was close to the rush hour as we approached the city and traffic was building fast. It was very tension-building.
"Isn't there another way we can go, Harry?" I asked.
"I'm afraid not, Maude. We're caught in this mess of shit until we reach your office," he said.
I looked around and saw that we were already uptown. There were a few familiar places that I recognized. I thought that it might be nice to stop and have a drink at one of the bars I had long-ago visited, before facing Fran and her hubby.
"Harry, let me off on the next corner," I said.
"Are you nuts? What the hell's going on?" he asked.
"Just stop the car on the next corner, Harry. There's a bar near here that I want to stop off at," I said.
"Whatever you say, Maude," he said.
"That's a good boy," I said. He was starting to get on my nerves more than ever.
"What would you have me tell Mr. Conway, Maude?" he said.
"Tell Mr. Conway that I'll phone him the moment I get into my office in the morning. After that, we'll meet as soon as possible," I said.
"Does that mean you're going to buy the circus?" he asked.
"That, dear boy, is none of your fucking business," I said.
He pulled the car up to the curb.
"Thanks for the laughs, sonny boy. I hope you become the most popular chauffeur in town and don't bother getting out to open the door, I think I can handle it," I said.
I stepped out onto the curb and slammed the door loudly. I turned to him and saluted good-bye. He waved and took off into the traffic.
I walked half a block to a pub I once frequented. I was wondering how many new faces I would see. I still had about half an hour until my sister arrived, so I thought I would take advantage of the time and relax.
I wondered if by chance it would be the same old boring crowd. I hoped it wouldn't be.
I opened the door and stepped into the bar. I looked around quickly and sat at a table. I thought it would be nice to have something to eat. The food had always been good there and besides I was famished.
"MAUDE! What the hell brings you to this part of town?" It was John Carter.
"Hello, John," I said.
"Jesus, Maude, it's been almost a year since we've seen you. What the hell have you been doing with yourself? The gang's sure missed you," he said.
"I've been very busy, John, with business. You know how it is, I'm sure," I said.
"Well, it's good to have you back," he said.
"It's nice to be back." I was such a liar. John was such a bore. He was the manager of the place and smiled and laughed his way to the bank regularly. You could really see it in his eyes, that he was a phony, I mean. He brown-nosed his customers from the moment they walked into the place, all through dinner and until they left. He was most annoying. I usually smile and play the game along with him.
"What's on the menu tonight, John?" I asked.
"Veal. It's superb, Maude. You get a choice of vegetables and a cocktail," he said.
I picked up the menu and glanced at it. I couldn't stand veal served in a restaurant.
"Why don't you bring me a double martini? In the mean time I'll make up my mind," I said.
I didn't know what I wanted. I didn't know if I should wait to eat with my sister and her husband and Jackie, or eat now.
"No veal, Maude?" he said.
"No, John, I don't think I'm in the mood for veal tonight. Something else perhaps, I'll let you know," I said.
"All right, one double martini coming right up," he said.
He walked to the bar and I could see Chuck still tending. I smiled and he did the same and gave a wave. He was the nicest person in the whole place. I looked around for the usual businessmen. I looked closely at their faces. They all looked like they had come for a pick-up, to get fucked after a hard day at the office. They would arrange a late homecoming with their wives. Some bullshit story about having to go over accounts. Or the boss wants to take me out to dinner to discuss a new position. God, those guys were so transparent.
"Here you are, Maude. Double martini and Chuck says this one's on him. He's glad to see you back," he said.
I looked right past John and gave another wave to Chuck, thanking him for the drink. I extended thanks to John for bringing the drink and sipped away in bliss. The bar was starting to get crowded and for some reason, I really didn't feel comfortable. I thought I would finish my drink and leave. I would go back to my place and wait for little Jackie.
CHAPTER EIGHT
I left the bar and said all the good-byes I had intended to say. I stepped into the street and hailed a cab. Traffic hadn't gotten any better and I hoped Fran and the gang wasn't going to beat me to my place.
"Where to, lady?" the cabbie asked.
I gave the driver instructions to my place and he fought our way through the traffic. I reached my apartment building in twenty minutes. I saw no sign of Fran. With traffic being the way it was, I had a feeling they would be a little late too. Coming from the airport at four o'clock in the afternoon was no picnic. I went upstairs and tried to relax until they arrived. I couldn't wait to be alone again with my big-dicked little nephew Jackie.
I unlocked my apartment door and threw my things on a chair. I started for my dresser. I sat in front of the mirror and ran my brush through my hair. I stared at my face for a few minutes. I noticed how much I had aged, how this was really the same person I had been twenty years ago. Time seemed incredible to me. I started to put make-up on and was finally pleased with the finished product. I was happy with myself. I had taken damn good care of myself in the past years.
I sat there in my lavender terry cloth robe and lit a cigarette. I admired my legs and the form they had kept. My face was still firm and not sagging. The rest of my body was also in good condition. It must've been, how else could I fuck all those young boys? How could I please them and keep them coming back for more? I should get in touch with some of those hung guys I hadn't seen in weeks.
Then I realized how much time my fucking fish business had taken from me. I hadn't seen hardly anyone in weeks. Just the newcomers that I had met in the last few days.
I was about to get up and get dressed when a knock sounded on my apartment door. It must've been Fran and the family.
I quickly moved to the door and looked through the peep hole. There they were. All three of them, Fran, her husband and little Jackie. Just to look at him made me cream in my pants. He hadn't changed much, at least it didn't seem that way from the peep hole. I decided I'd better open the door instead of cruising him. There would be plenty of time to do all the things I wanted with his beautiful little body, as soon as his parents left to attend their big convention.
I opened the door and put on my facade for Fran. "Fran darling, how are you?" I asked.
"Oh, Maude, it's so good to see you. You look fine just fine, Maude," she said.
They walked in and put their bags down. Fran held me for a few moments to let me know how much she missed me. I hugged her back and gave Jackie a wink. He swayed back and forth in front of me. His face turned red and he walked to the other side of the room. I let go of Fran and said hello to her husband. I knew Jackie was up-tight. I knew that he had remembered our last meeting together. I wondered if he wanted to fuck me again. I wondered if he had missed his Auntie Maude. I would find out all these things as soon as his mommy and daddy split.
"You look well, a little tired, but healthy. How's the business, John?" I asked.
"It gets to be a pain in the ass, as you must know, Maude," he said.
He was in some goddamn computer business, pocket computers or something. What the hell, did I care? I never really knew him. I was totally bored by his presence. It was little Jackie I wanted, his innocence, his dick.
"Jackie, can I get you a Coke or something, dear?" I asked.
Jackie loosened up a bit. He sat down and looked at me shyly.
"Sure, with lots of ice, please," he said.
I turned to my sister and her husband and asked if they would like a drink. They were heavy boozers, but if you confronted them with it, they denied it.
"Okay, so what are you folks drinking?" I asked.
"Scotch on the rocks, Maude," Fran said.
"A shot of Cognac for me, please, Maude," John said.
I rushed into making the drinks. I didn't want them to be late for their convention. I wanted them there on time and out of my place soon. For some reason I was getting turned on right there in front of Fran and John. I could see Jackie from the kitchen. As I fixed the drinks, I cruised his body. I hoped his body hadn't changed too much. I had been remembering it as soft and having hardly no hair. It was smooth, like a baby's skin. I rubbed my knees together so I could relieve a little pressure built up in my clit. It felt wonderful. I imagined Jackie's little dick with his puberty hairs still coming in. I thought of my lips around the head of his soft young pecker. The juices in my cunt set me on fire. I grabbed the drinks for Fran and John and rushed back into the living room.
"Here we are, folks." I was such a good faker. "What time is the convention starting, John?" I asked.
"They told us to be there at five-thirty. We really don't have much time to sit around and throw the bull, Maude," he said.
He was so cute. I hated him. I wanted to tell him off right there. I didn't though, I really didn't want to make a scene in front of young Jackie. He was very sensitive. '
"Well, then perhaps you'd better gulp that down and rush right over," I said.
"Fran, we'd better get going," he said.
He looked at me. He knew I was annoyed with him. His presence alone made me sick. If it weren't for young Jackie's cock and his tender loins, I would tell him what he really was to me. A piece of home-made shit.
"When can we expect you back?" I asked.
"Things should be rolling about six o'clock. That's why they want us there early. If it's all happening at six, I would imagine people are going to get bored and start leaving around twelve," he said.
Christ, if it takes them that long to get bored, I thought, they deserve to be in one room together. Anyway, no more questions were needed. Jackie and I had plenty of time to get re-acquainted.
"How are you getting there and where are you staying tonight?" I asked.
"We're staying at the Statler. We haven't even checked in yet, Maude, so we'd better hurry. C'mon, let's go," John said.
Jackie stood up and looked at them. I sensed he may have been a little frightened. I could have been wrong, but only time would tell.
"Jackie, you be good and get along with Aunt Maude. Tell her how good you're doing on the team at school and talk about your honor-roll grades. We'll be back for you tonight," Fran said.
She went over to where Jackie was standing and placed her hands on his cheeks. She gave him a big kiss and a tight hug. He just stood there and let her do what she wanted. He looked over at me in slight embarrassment. I grinned at him.
"See you and Dad later. Have a good time," he said.
They gulped the last of their drinks down and left the apartment for the convention.
* * *
"They can sure get on your nerves sometimes, can't they, Maude?" he asked.
"Yes, they sure can. It's funny how you noticed," I said.
Jackie was sitting there twisting a book of matches into oblivion. He must've been really nervous. How could I help him relax? I had to be slow and patient. He drove me out of my mind.
"Jackie, I've a few things to do in the kitchen, why don't you look through some records and put something on the record player. It'll keep you busy while I'm fixing things up," I said.
"Okay, Auntie Maude," he said.
I didn't really think he'd find any records that would've interested him. He followed my orders, though. I guess he had to get busy doing something. He knew what was going to happen and he wanted it as much as I. We had to play a little game, though, to make it easier for him.
I went into the kitchen and called to him. The thought of him maybe wanting a drink had crossed my mind.
"Do you drink liquor, Jackie, when your parents aren't around?" I asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?" he said.
"Don't all young boys your age start snooping into liquor cabinets? What are you drinking?" I asked.
"I usually drink whatever people are serving. I don't know much about it except that it makes me feel good," he said.
"Okay," I said. "Why don't you look around in the liquor cabinet and" see what intrigues you?"
He called back that he would inspect the liquor cabinet. If I got him to drink a little booze, maybe he would slow down and relax. I wasn't as relaxed as I could've been either, but I am much more capable of handling this kind of scene than he is. I watched him closer.
He bent down to the liquor cabinet and I saw his buns resting on his heels. I pictured his young cock and balls hanging limp in his pants. I needed a set-up. Some way to make him relax other than liquor. A game of some sort, like children play. I walked into the living room and he'd chosen a bottle of good bourbon.
"That's pretty strong stuff. You sure you can handle it?" I asked.
"I'll try," he said.
I took the bottle from his hand and noticed he had a piece of fuzz on the zipper over his cock. I put my eyes down on it and waited for a response. He thought I was cruising him and I was.
"You've got some fuzz on your zipper, Jackie," I said.
I moved closer to him and he finally looked down. "I'll get it off. It's okay, I can do it," he said.
I turned quickly and went back into the kitchen for a glass. I poured a double and splashed some ice in the glass. I was ready for him. After he drank this bourbon, he'd be so stoned I could put my plan into action. I would seduce him. I would soon have his hot young dick imbedded deep inside my pussy. My cunt started dripping heavier and I could feel my clit hardening.
"Here's your drink, Jackie. Take it slow. We've got all night," I said.
Jackie took the glass from my hand and took a healthy gulp. He swallowed quickly and gagged.
"I told you, baby, take it easy, nice and slow. You'll get a better head from it that way," I said.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, I didn't realize it was going to be this strong," he gasped.
I sat down next to him and started cruising him again. I decided that I would get right down to work.
"How long has it been, Jackie? I mean, since a lady played games with you like we did last year?" I asked.
He blushed and started to move his knees up and down. "I've tried little things with some of the girls in the neighborhood. They just laugh," he said.
He sipped again.
"Why don't you take your shoes and socks off and relax? We have all night. Perhaps a little later we'll have some dinner, yes?" I asked.
"That sounds nice," he said.
I moved next to where he was sitting. He sipped at his drink again and I noticed that it was almost gone. In a short while, he would be very high. I placed my hand around his neck and started to caress and play with him.
"Your mother seems to think that I'd be interested in hearing about your achievements at school. Do you think I'm interested in hearing that, hhhmmm?" I asked.
"I don't think you're interested," he said.
"What do you think I'm interested in, Jackie?" I asked.
"I think you want to play grown-up with me," he said.
Jackie put his drink on the table. It was almost empty and it was starting to hit him now.
"What kind of game should we play, Jackie?" I asked.
"One that feels good, Auntie Maude," he said.
I placed my glass on the table in front of us and went quickly to work. I put my hand through his hair and down his neck. He moved with me. I thought we could play nurse, instead of the same old doctor scene.
"Jackie, suppose you were sick and I was your nurse," I said.
He placed his head back on the couch and laughed. I think he liked the idea.
"That's a good one, you could be taking my temperature. I feel dizzy and I don't know why. Can you help me, Nurse?" he asked.
"I don't know, let's unbutton your shirt and give you some room to breathe. If you're feeling dizzy, you should be getting all the ventilation you can," I said.
I would increase his breathing, all right. He'd be huffing and puffing in no time. I started stroking Jackie's face. I wanted to be gentle with him. I didn't want him to be scared away like a little fawn.
"Here, I'll unbutton your shirt and rub your face. Is this better, Jackie?" I asked.
I didn't want to play his little game of nurse and patient. Something more realistic was at hand. I just wanted to seduce him. All of his shirt buttons were undone. I asked Jackie to breathe deeply and unbuttoned his belt and pulled his zipper. Everything that needed loosening had been opened. Jackie looked at me a little unsure. Not nervous any longer, just unsure.
"Are you going to make me feel better, Auntie Maude?" he asked.
"Do you remember how Auntie Maude made you feel the last time, Jackie?" I asked.
"Yes, it was very good. I didn't tell anyone, though. I remembered how you touched my little private and it started to get hard," he said.
"You said at the time, Jackie, that you loved it," I said.
I let my hand drop to his underwear. His shirt and pants zipper had already been opened. All I had to do was get started. I let him talk while I rubbed.
"I did like it, it felt great! You were touching my legs and my balls and my ass. I loved it," he said.
I slid in a bit closer to him and caressed his face. I looked right into his eyes. "Does this feel anything like what we did last time, Jackie?"
I had his balls and limp dick inside the palm of my hand. I rubbed his soft young pecker slowly and rotated my motions until he answered me.
"Yes, I can remember the feeling. I've tried to get it many times since then. The girls I know don't let you do shit to them. Rub my legs, Auntie Maude, please," he said.
"You'll have to take your pants off, Jackie," I said.
I reached down and squeezed his dick harder. He pushed his back against the couch and his face became red with excitement. I took my hand from around his neck and helped him slip out of his pants. His shirt was the next thing to come off, while I stood there with my clothing on.
He didn't like that. "Auntie Maude, aren't you going to get undressed so you can play too?" asked.
"Oh, yes, of course, Jackie. I just thought I'd help you first," I said.
He was down to his underwear and had nothing else on. He'd been eager this time to get his clothes off. He must've remembered our last fucking session. It was good, I must admit.
I stood in front of Jackie and started to strip. His legs were spread and although he was slightly embarrassed, he watched in enjoyment.
"I'll never forget your tits, Auntie Maude. They're really big and they hang so much," he said.
I slipped my blouse off and let it fall to the carpet. I slipped out of the rest of my clothing and was wearing only underwear.
"Now we're even, Jackie. You've got your underwear on and I've got mine. What shall we do?" I asked.
"You could touch my prick some more, Auntie Maude. You could get it hard and I could get that feeling again," he said.
His legs were still spread. I knelt in front of him and ran my hands from his ankles to his dick. I took his hands and placed them on my tits, then I worked on his cock. He touched my nipples. He was a little cautious at first, but he got into it. I slid my thumbs between his skin and the elastic of his underwear. I cupped both hips in the palms of my hands. I squeezed and pushed them together and then slid my hands down to his ass. The underwear followed in my hands. He would soon be naked, revealing his little pecker to me. I watched his cock as it got harder. It started to rise and soon it was in full view. I had to rub my legs together again. In anticipation of it, my cunt had released an over-abundance of cum-juices. I was sliding my clit back and forth to relieve some of the intensity.
Jackie's pecker popped out. It stood before me, a young, innocent dick. All mine and no one else's. At least for the moment. Jackie looked at me. He'd stopped rubbing my tits. I got up off my knees and sat on his lap.
"Jackie, why don't you take my tits into your mouth?" I asked.
I grabbed his dick in between my legs and swayed back and forth with it. He loved to be straddled like that. I could tell he was in bliss.
"I couldn't fit your tit in my mouth, Auntie Maude! It's too big," he said.
"Well, if you don't think you can get the whole thing in your mouth, why don't you nibble on my nipples?" I asked.
I longed for his tender young lips to be on my tits. He put his hands behind my back and bent his head into my cleavage. I held him at the back of his neck and didn't move. I let him do some work. That was a change from the last time we had been together. I wanted to see how far he would go without me helping him. I didn't think he was ready to take over yet and he wasn't. He was only fifteen and still shy. He sucked my nipple into his mouth and scraped his teeth against it. I felt his dick bobbing up and down underneath me. I knew I had to get down to serious work in a hurry. I couldn't wait.
The tip of his cockhead was tickling the entrance to my love tunnel. It was small and hard as a rock. His cock was slipping and sliding from side to side. I moved my hips on it and made sure it didn't slip in too soon. As I felt my beaver cream releasing, I slipped the tip of his dick up against my clit. I bobbed up and down on it and heard Jackie moaning. He was getting wild with passion. That's how I wanted him. I pushed him back against the couch and his head fell off my breast.
I straddled him tighter and closer. I placed my tits against his chest and positioned his dick against my asshole. I had to be aware of what was going on down between our legs as well as worrying about his head. I didn't know if he would stop me or not, but I was trying to be as gentle as possible. Someday, for some girl, he would be a stud and know how to handle things. Right now, I had to guide him. That's what made it extra exciting.
I put my hands on the back of his neck and our eyes were very close. He had his closed. I rolled the tip of his dick back and forth from my asshole to my clit. His dick slipped up and down with no trouble. My cunt had released plenty of juices. I kissed Jackie on the face and then on the lips. He didn't open his mouth. I continued rolling my hips around to keep him excited while I taught him other tricks.
"Open your mouth, Jackie," I said.
"What for?" he asked.
He didn't open his eyes. He just started to roll his hips in rhythm with me.
"I want to kiss you, Jackie. Open your lips and let me show you how to really kiss," I said.
His breathing had increased since we started our little game. I darted my tongue in and out of his mouth and across his lips. I let my hands run down his ribs and rubbed lightly to give him more pleasure. He started to move his head from side to side as I started kissing him. Before he knew it, we were doing it. My tongue was deep in his mouth and I was ready to let his dick enter my cunt. He placed his hands in back of him and on his buttocks. He pushed wildly into me and guided his young pecker into my seething cunt. It was in. Oh, God, his boycock was finally inside my pussy. He slapped his hips up and up into me. His skinny young cock slammed into my beaver. I held it still inside me and didn't let him move for a moment. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and banged up and down on his cock. There we were on the couch, the perfect couple.
Jackie was moaning and sweating. His sweat had a sweet smell and it felt good as it rolled down his chest and onto my hands. I moved my hips from right to left. At first I did it slowly, then I built up speed. When I got going I was moving from left to right, then back. I felt his skinny pud slapping the walls of my cunt.
"Oh, don't stop, Auntie Maude ... I feel it again. My cock is going to explode," he said.
I was with him. I let go of our kiss and pushed his hands away from his buttocks. I took over. I slid my hands under his taut young ass and held his cheeks firmly. I pushed his dick up into my cunt and bounced him up and down. Slam, slam, his dick went inside me. I pressed with all my might on my knees to hold that position with him. I was going to cum and he was right with me.
"Auntie Maude, I'm going to let my dick spit its cream again, just like last titttiimmmme. Ooohhh," he said.
Jackie stiffened and hissed and I felt him let loose with a load of sizzling hot cock-juice. I pumped madly on his dick and I felt myself cumming in sheer glory.
"Hold it there. That's it, Jackie. Aaahhhh, your Auntie Maude's cumming, baby," I said.
We held ourselves together like two stuck dogs. We pumped and shifted and rolled in and out of each other. We drained every last drop of passion from each other's body. It was over, for now. We had the rest of the night to do what we pleased. I would make Jackie dinner and we would shower and who knows what might happen after that.
CHAPTER NINE
"Hi. Where the hell were you at twelve-thirty last night, Maude?" a familiar voice asked.
"Who is this?" I said.
"It's me, Maude. Bert Conway," he said.
"Oh, shit, hi. Are you keeping tabs on me or something?" I said.
"No, Maude. I just tried to phone then and you were out. It's not like you to be out that late on a work night," he said.
Jackie and I were fucking and I was in no mood to be answering the phone at that hour. Especially if it was a fucking business call. I made up some stupid excuse and gave it to Bert.
"I had a nap after the circus tour yesterday and fell out about six o'clock. When I woke up, I went out for a drink. Anything else you'd like to know?" I said.
"No. I was just a little worried. As I said, you're usually reachable at that hour. Don't get your feathers in an uproar."
"All right Bert, spill it," I said.
"Well, I spoke to Ma Perkins," he said.
"You know, Bert, that woman's headed for a heavy fall. I feel sorry for her."
"Listen to me, Maude. Please worry about yourself. Your situation's none too good, you know."
"All right, let's talk money and the circus deal," I said.
"She won't go any less than forty-five, Maude. I spoke to her this morning, just before I phoned you," he said. .
"Offer thirty, Bert. Cash. Call me back and let me know what her answer is."
"You're gonna let that much of your savings out of your hands in cash?"
"Look, Bert, I don't want that bitch hanging on me forever. I want her paid off and out of my life. Have you seen her? She's the pits, the ends, the worst. I wouldn't do business with someone like her on a bet. If I never saw her again, I could care less," I said.
"I know how you feel. I know how you do business and I realize it must've been a re blow-out with her yesterday, but cash, Maude?"
He was upset that I wanted to pay her off right away and in cash.
"Well, if you want it that way, it's fine with me. I'll make the call to Ma Perkins after I hang up," he said.
"Thanks, Bert, I really appreciate it."
"How was the ride out there with Sam?" he asked.
"It was nice to get out of the city. I've got to bet back to my chores here, call as soon as you hear what that bitch has to say."
"Okay, Maude, take care," he said and hung up.
I was under a bit of pressure with all that was happening. Jackie's parents came back and took him to a hotel. They didn't show up at my apartment until two in the morning. My night's sleep was very strange and I had to come into the office and handle all the bullshit there. I sat back in my chair to relax a minute from the tensions that seemed to be mounting.
I heard yelling and screaming in the outer office and I jumped up out of my chair. I went to the door and heard Marianne and some voice that didn't sound familiar.
They were screaming back and forth. I opened the door a little more so I could see who the man was. He was young, about twenty-three or so. He was bent over her desk with his fist clenched. He must've been banging, that was part of the noise I heard.
"What the hell is this?" I asked.
"This is Mr. White from the bank, Maude," Marianne said.
"What the hell are you doing, causing all this noise? This is a business, Mr. White, not a fighter's ring," I said.
"Well, it's taken that much to get in touch with you, Miss Miller," he said.
"My name is Maude," I said.
"This is business, Maude," he said.
"The way I conduct my business, Mr. White, is to have people address me properly and enter my office in a sane manner," I said.
I stood firm and looked at him long and hard.
"Well, can we talk business now?" he asked.
"Do you really think you're human enough to do so? I mean, for God sakes, this is not the way to do business. I don't care how long you've been trying to reach me. Do you understand?"
"You haven't been available for days, Maude," he said.
He was such a stubborn little twirp. Not bad looking, either. The young, pushy, lawyer type. We would soon find out just how young and pushy he really was.
"For your specific information, MR. WHITE," I said, I was being very sarcastic, "I've been dealing with the loss of my business and it's very hectic around here. If I didn't want you to find me, sir, I would've taken an unexpected vacation. Isn't that right, Marianne?" I said.
"Yes. When Maude wants to avoid people, no one can find her, not you, not the President, not anyone," she said. ,
"Now, if you think you're civilized enough to step into my office and discuss business in a gentlemanly fashion, do so. If you can't, then get the hell back to your bank and tell them to send someone over who can."
He straightened himself up and looked at me.
I leaned against the door of my office and extended an arm to show that he could go in.
I winked at Marianne and told her to hold all my calls except for Bert Conway. She nodded okay and I entered my office and closed the door behind us.
"You know," you better take care of your temper, sonny boy, or you're going nowhere. With the kind of business you're in, if you don't behave like a gentleman, you'll find yourself going back to college for a new vocation."
He stood in front of me in embarrassment. "I'm really sorry, Maude. I was getting all kinds of pressure from my boss at that bank and I guess I just handled it the wrong way," he said.
"You sure did. I hope you learned your lesson. Now, can we start over like two human beings working out a problem?"
I extended my hand to him for a business-like hand shake.
"Sure," he said and shook my hand.
"Come over here and sit down and tell me what kind of pressures they're putting on you at the bank," I said.
He followed me over to my desk. I sat down, then he parked his butt down in the chair in front of me.
"They want you to start filling out bankruptcy papers. They sent me here to give you a final warning before they close you down," he said.
He placed his briefcase on my desk and started to open it. He was fairly good looking, with brown eyes and brown hair. He looked sternly at me as he poked around in his briefcase.
"They want you to sign these papers, Maude," he said.
"Without an attorney being present?" I asked. "Why not?"
"You must be joking," I said. "I don't sign anything without my attorney's okay," I said. "As an attorney, Mr. White, what advice would you give me?"
"I guess you've got me," he said.
"I'll tell you something, sonny boy, that you can tell your boss. My attorney is out of town and I don't sign no papers without him sitting right in front of me, explaining what those wherefores mean," I said.
His eyes opened wide. It was getting tense.
"All right, Maude, for Christ's sake." He loosened his tie. "I'll tell them. I'm sure they're not going to bust my back with an answer like that. I'll call you as soon as I know what they want to do," he said, disgusted.
"Take it easy. Don't look so defeated," I said.
"Yeah, it's easy to say, but I can't help feeling this way," he said.
"Would you like to have a drink? The business is behind us now and you can relax," I said.
I didn't know how I was going to get out of this. I pulled myself through, though. I usually do.
"Yes, I'll have a Scotch on the rocks. Make it double, Maude," he said.
"You need it, don't you? It must be hell dealing with those big old farts at the bank," I said.
"Oh, tell me about it. They break your back day after day. They want you to know and never forget how it was for them and they don't make it easier for you," he said.
I didn't feel sorry for him. If I were in his shoes, I'd tell them where to go and then open my own fucking office.
I handed him his drink.
"Thanks, Maude. I'm really sorry, again, about what happened with your secretary out there," he said.
"It's all right. No need for apologies."
CHAPTER TEN
He laughed and sipped at his drink. I was drinking Ginger Ale.
I didn't notice a wedding ring on his finger. Not that it would've mattered to me one way or another. When men were with me, they were with me. So far only one of my young friends who fucked me was married and he was very hip. In and out, no heavies, no hassles.
"Are you married, Mr. White?" I asked.
"Maude, since this isn't business, why don't you call me Terry?" he said.
"Okay, Terry. How long've you been out of law school, for openers?" I asked.
"I've been out of school for almost six years. I'm twenty-five," he said.
I was close, guessing his age. "You may loosen your tie if you like, Terry," I said.
I was trying to think of a way to trap him into placing that bulge I spotted in his pants inside my cunt.
"Thanks, I think I will. No, Maude, I'm not married and if I was, I would probably still play around," he said.
"What made you say that?" I asked.
"Why would you ask me if I was married unless you had something in mind?" he asked.
"Well, I could've asked you that because I wanted to know. I'm interested in people, you know," I said.
"Well, I guess my mind was working a little too hard trying to find out where you were coming from, Maude," he said.
"Oh, really. You're a very aggressive young man. First the yelling and screaming in the outer office with Marianne and now an assumption that I was making a pass at you. Christ, you'll go far in business if you know how to use your mind," I said.
He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He sipped heavily on the drink I had made him.
"I'm sorry for assuming. It was stupid of me, Maude," he said.
"That's okay. Now that I think of it, it wouldn't be a bad idea, you're quite charming. You're so sure of yourself, you must be a very good fuck," I said.
His eyes opened wide. He couldn't believe I said it. He gulped on his drink. I smiled at him and laughed.
"You were making a pass at me, weren't you?" he said.
"No, I wasn't. The thought only entered my mind after you made that assumption. I had a chance to think it over and a few seconds to look you over, so I gave you the go-ahead. I like you, we seem to understand one another. We'll go far with each other, if you know what I mean," I said.
He got up and went toward the door of my office. I thought I blew it. I thought he had set a trap and I was finally out-smarted. Not so. He would have taken his briefcase with him, but he didn't. He went to lock the door.
"That's a wise move, Terry," I said.
"Call the girl on that intercom and tell her you don't want to be disturbed for a while," he said.
He really was pushy and I liked it. He was hot blooded, too and eager to get into my pants. I couldn't wait.
"Sure, I'll tell her. We wouldn't want to be disturbed at a crucial point in our discussion, would we, Terry?" I said.
"I don't like being disturbed at important business meetings, Maude."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Terry was red in the face. He looked like this might be the first time he had ever done something like this. He had spoken earlier about it not making any difference to him if he was married or not, so I thought he was either a little high or a little embarrassed.
I thought, I'll help him relax.
"We won't be disturbed now, Terry. We can go right to work," I said.
"I'm ready for you, Maude. Come here and sit on my lap."
"I'll be glad to," I said.
I walked over to him slowly. He didn't take his eyes off me for one second. He stood up in front of me when I reached him. He looked like he could eat me up.
"You know, Maude, you're a very lovely woman. You've taken excitement and made it part of your life," he said.
Terry was unbuttoning my dress as he was talking to me. I could feel my pussy juices starting to leak. It made me itch a little between my legs. As Terry was talking to me, I wiggled around and rubbed my legs together so I could stop the itch.
"No man has said that to me in a long time, Terry. I try very hard to keep myself in shape. How else can one make the most of their body?" I said.
He finished unbuttoning my dress. He pulled me close and pressed me hard against his chest. I ran my hands up his back. I felt his muscles and was excited by them. His back was strong. I reached under his jacket and started pulling his shirt out of his pants.
I ran my fingernails lightly up and down. His breathing increased and we went full swing into passionate bliss.
Terry started to kiss me. His kisses were soft and tender. He touched my lips lightly and moved his head from side to side so his lips and tongue gently brushed my mouth. He worked his tongue against my teeth then slowly into the dark tunnel of my mouth. I met his tongue with mine and rolled it around on his. I was going nuts.
I reached his belly and started for his zipper. I could already feel his cock swelling in his pants. It was thick and young and I imagined that it would be rock-hard once I got him going full blast.
Once his zipper was down, I reached in gently and clasped my fist around his prick. I started working my hand up and down, jerking him off and pumping my hips and pussy into him at the same time. He spread his legs wide so I could have more room. We were both tantalizing each other with our tongues. He was wiggling his on the tip of mine and jetting it in and out like he was making love to my clit. I imagined that's what he was doing and I got super excited.
Terry slipped my dress past my shoulders and I stood there in my slip and bra, waiting for him to plunge his thick prick into my hot cunt.
"Oh, Maude, I've been waiting for a woman like you for a long time," he said.
"I've been waiting all afternoon for a young man just like you, Terry and here we are."
"Pull down my pants, Maude. Hurry, baby," he said.
I seem to get really hot when I talk and tease my way into a fuck. I thought he'd be really good at it and he picked up on what I was trying to do.
"I want my dick deep inside your twat. I can't wait until I'm pushing my dick inside you and then out again. Hurry," he said.
"All right. I'll do it nice and slow, baby. Then I'll tickle your asshole and tease your pisshole," I said.
He started to wiggle even faster. I slipped his pants down to his ankles and he stepped out of them. He laid me down on the floor and got on top of me. He looked a little funny in his boxer shorts and I was now a beauty sitting there in my slip and bra. It seemed a little funny to me, at first, but I got right into it. It seemed we should've been naked already, but I followed him for a while to see what he had in mind. You can always learn something new, no matter how old you are. If it concerned sex, I was ready to learn it.
Terry put his dick against my twat and through his underwear, I could feel that it'd gotten harder. He wiggled his dick between my legs and held himself up on his hands. I grabbed him around his neck and pulled his mouth to my nipple. He took it in his mouth and started sucking and biting lightly through the bra. It was a tease. It was the most heavenly tease I had come across in a long time. He kept his hips going and it intensified this beautiful happening even more.
I pulled the elastic in his boxer shorts up from his skin and ran my fingers up and down his ass. I could hear his breathing increasing and his dry humping became faster. I took my index finger and ran the fingernail into the crack of his ass. I lightly scratched his buttocks and he made another major move.
He lifted me up until I was sitting on the floor with him pressing me against his chest again. He was kneeling in front of me. He placed his arms around me and ran them down my back until he reached my bra hook. He set my tits free. They fell to my chest and he bowed his head into them.
"I'm gonna suck them hard and scrape them against my teeth, Maude," he said.
"Go right ahead, baby, I'm not going to stop you," I said.
Terry bent his head down and pulled one of my nipples into his mouth like a suction pump. He swirled it around in his mouth and then popped it out again. He pulled it in and let it plop out again. He did it for a long time until I looked down at my nipple and saw it was a little purple. He had given me a hickey. It was exciting as hell. He started to work on my other nipple.
I took his balls into my hand and swirled them around and around. With my other hand I tantalized his asshole again. I slid my finger slowly into his asshole so I wouldn't hurt him. He pumped up and down on it. My other hand got a signal. It was now hard, his cock was ready for me.
Terry fell on the floor looking puzzled and wondering what had happened and what the hell was on my mind. I went around to the back of him and started kissing his ass. I put my tongue into his ass crack just like I had with my fingers. I ran my tongue up and down in his puckered shithole and stuck my tongue into it. He rolled around and pumped and moaned. I knew I was doing a good job. "Stick your tongue into my ass. Ooohhh, Maude, that feels so good," he said.
I quickly made my next move. I slipped around onto my back and between his legs. I looked up and saw his balls hanging directly over my mouth. I grabbed him by his thighs and lifted myself up and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. I jetted it out just like he'd done to my tits. Once his testicle was in my mouth, I rolled it around and teased it with my tongue. He had a manly odor about him and was beginning to sweat heavily. I could feel the beads of sweat dripping off his back and onto my hands. I lifted myself higher and grabbed his thighs even tighter so I could get his cock into my mouth.
I ran my tongue up and down his cock and let all of my saliva out on it. It was hot and warm, so I knew it would excite him even more. I don't think he could stand it because he was twitching and turning and then he suddenly made his move. I must've gotten him to the point where he just couldn't wait any longer.
Terry lifted his leg over my head and grabbed me by the waist. He laid me down and lifted my slip up to my tits. His hands were shaking and I knew then that he was ready to fuck me. He put his head on my belly and started to kiss and lick it. He plunged his tongue deep into my belly button and lifted my legs over his head. I hung on for dear life. He was built fairly well, nothing special but not flabby or fat. He had hair on his chest and it ran all the way down to his belly button. He wasn't especially hairy at his cock, but I had a feeling he'd be the young stud I thought he might be. That's a rare thing to come by. As he kept on kissing me, his hands worked to get my underwear off. He pulled them down slowly and then they were off. I was free at last. He didn't bother to take my slip off. It seemed more exciting to leave it on.
He came up to my hips once again and placed his cock on the outside of my twat. He was leading me into sweet torture. He ran his lips down to my neck and slightly touched my clit with the head of his prick. He wiggled his cock tip around and I thought I was going to climax, but I controlled myself. I didn't want to cum so soon.
Terry sucked in a little piece of my skin and bit it, but not enough to hurt me, just enough to excite me a little more. He was very gentle doing his job. He sucked on my skin until I knew he was giving me another hickey. That wasn't very wise, but I didn't care. I was in such sweet bliss that I let him go right ahead and enjoy himself.
I lifted my legs up and his cock fell between my legs. I held him by his neck and wiggled my hips back and forth until the head of his cock landed at my cunthole. I worked my hips around until his dick slipped inside me. I felt the veins on his cock as it was going into my cunt. It was almost like a French tickler. I moved around until every inch of his dick was imbedded deep inside me.
"Oh, Maude. Pull it in, baby. Ride my dick until my balls spill their cream and I explode inside you," he said.
His voice was quivering and shaking. He joined me soon and pumped slow at first. We rode each other like that for a few minutes. His dick was striding in and out of me like a stud. I knew he would be good. His hair was thick and I clenched a bunch of it in my hands. I was getting very hot. I could feel the tip of his pud hitting the deepest part of my cunt and I was about to cum. He wasn't far behind me because his speed was increasing. I took my hands and held him by his shoulders and pushed hard so I could feel more of his cock bang against the walls of my cunt.
"Here I cum," I said. "Here I cum, Terry baby. I'm cumming all over your beautiful cock. Push it harder inside me, please!" I screamed.
"Okay, Maude, I'll bang you into oblivion. My balls are boiling over with cum. Take that and that and that," he said.
Terry increased his pumping. Harder and harder, he pushed his cock into my cunt until we fell back loose and satisfied. He pressed his lips onto mine as if to thank me for his release.
I picked myself up and went into my private bathroom to wash. I left the room without saying a word.
I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I again had seduced another man. I was satisfied and not only physically. It was the mental satisfaction of knowing, at all times, that any man or boy could be had. I washed quickly and put a little fresh make-up on and walked back into my office. Terry was standing there all clothed and again red in the face.
"Well, don't you look like a sight for sore eyes," I said. "Do you want to wash up?"
"Yes, I'd appreciate it very much," he said.
"The bathroom's right through that door. You'll find clean washcloths and towels under the sink," I said.
"Thanks." Terry walked toward the bathroom and around me, like I had a disease or something. He was acting like a child, very nervous and very tense, like he had just fucked a girl in the locker room and then felt guilty. I thought he was a complete joke. A man of his age not being able to handle a quick fuck. He was younger than I thought. It showed me exactly where he was at. Anyway, I had to put my next plan into action. I had to find a way to stall him, to make him convince the assholes at the bank to give me more time.
"That was very exciting, Maude," he said, walking out of the bathroom with his hair combed, washed and refreshed. He seemed a little more confident.
"How do you feel, embarrassed? Scared? What's the story?" I said.
"Well, I did feel kind of odd, but it's okay. I never did anything like that before," he said.
"Try it more often, honey and live a little bit more."
"I don't think I'll have another opportunity, Maude."
"Well, what say we get down to business? That's what you're here for, isn't it?" I asked.
"Yeah, I almost forgot," he said.
"Okay, what do these bastards want from me?"
"They want you down at the bank, Maude. They want you to get this shit with the fish market over with by the end of the week."
He was dead serious. I knew it would be a fantastic lie to tell him that I would be there by the end of the week. I had to stall for time and would use any method I could.
"That's just impossible, Terry," I said.
"Maude, you've got to get down there this week, there's no way you can get out of it. I can't stall them. These are the big guys you're fucking around with. They don't want any hard-luck stories."
I became infuriated.
"Look, honey, go back to that goddamn bank and remind them that I've been doing business with them for a long time. I've got things to settle myself, things that take priority over those asses. And this is important, Terry, you get me more time with those bastards or everything that went on in here today will be spilled all over those bastards' desks," I said.
He was red in the face and couldn't believe that I would do it.
"Maude, don't pull that shit with me. You couldn't want them to know you were fucking me," he said.
"I don't care who knows about the men I fuck, do you understand?" I said.
Terry pulled back a little and stared at me for a second. He was stunned. His fists were clenched with anger and for the first time in my life, I felt afraid with a man. I didn't let him know. I didn't really believe that he would do anything, but for the moment I shut up and became cautious.
"You no-good sonofabitch, Maude. I can't go back there and argue for more time for you. Shit, it would mean my job. You eat shit," he said.
"That may be true, Terry. Nevertheless, dear, that's exactly what you're going to do. I want two to three weeks extension. I don't want to be bothered until then. You go back and tell that to your boss at the bank."
"Maude, they'll get a court order," he said.
I think he was still trying to make me change my mind.
"Let them. They'll have to serve me. If I'm not here, they can't serve me. Listen, Terry, I'm not trying to run away from them, I just need some goddamn time, that's all. I'm not going to jump because they say so. I'll be in touch with them in three weeks. Until then, I don't want to know about it. I'm working hard enough on other things, now get out and go argue your case," I said.
He was flabbergasted.
"All right, Maude, you've got me. Someday you'll make a move like this again. It'll be the wrong person and you'll be on the other side. I only hope I live to see it."
"Take your shit and get out," I screamed. I was boiling mad.
Terry picked up his briefcase and stared at me with fierce, chilling eyes. He went to the door but before he shut it, he gave me the finger.
I laughed. Again I had gotten my way. Now it would be easier to get the circus and I could do it without worrying about those banker bastards being on my ass, at least for another two to three weeks.
CHAPTER TWELVE
When Terry left I became very pensive. I thought about little Jackie going home and my circus. It would be an ordeal for me to try and withdraw thirty thousand from my savings without the bank giving me hassles. It was money I had made and saved for twenty years. It was more than most people had, but it wasn't millions. I sat there thinking about making the investment or giving it all up and retiring. Never! I could work this out. I'm a good businesswoman and if I couldn't pay for the circus out of my savings, I could get a loan from Bert Conway.
"Marianne," I said into the intercom, "where the hell are you?"
"I'm here, Maude. How can I help you?" she asked.
"You can come in here," I said.
"Right away, Maude."
I clicked the intercom button off and the door opened immediately. Marianne came in and sat down. She looked into my eyes. I saw her eyes roam all over me and stop at my neck. They opened wider and she cleared her throat. She had a stupid grin on her face. I wished I had the nerve to slap her face.
"What the hell are you grinning about?" I said.
"I just noticed your business meeting was a success. That's a beauty of a hickey, Maude. I hope you enjoyed yourself."
"I'll thank you to keep out of my personal life. Let's get on with office work," I said.
"You know, if you weren't my employer I'd tell you what was on my mind," she said.
"You're free to speak, Marianne," I said.
"It's just that you think you have a power over men. You think that all Maude has to do is throw one of your looks and every prick will stand at attention," she said.
She was really working herself up. It was the first time I saw any kind of life in her in all the years she worked for me.
"It's true. All I do is pick the one I want and the next thing I know, we're fucking," I said.
"Maude, how can you treat people like that?"
"Not people, men," I said.
"Why?" she said.
"Because they jump at it, they're easy bait honey. Don't make me out to be the villain. If they didn't want it, they wouldn't be lured," I said.
"I guess you're right, it just makes me ill to think that men are really like that," she said.
"They've always been that way for me, honey so I figure all of them are the same. The on difference is the size of their pricks and how they use them. They can all be seduced at the drop of a look," I said.
"I guess you're right, Maude," she said.
"Okay. Now, call Bert Conway and set up an appointment for tomorrow. Write a letter of apology to Mr. White. Tell him I am sorry I had to be so abrupt with him when he left the office. As him to keep me posted about when I am suppose! to sign. He'll understand," I said.
"Okay, Maude," she said. She got up and left the office.
It was time to get a complete check on all the shipping that was going out and coming in. Ralph was a young man who had worked for me for two years. He started young and was still young. He knew how to handle the men when they were ready to strike. He knew how to make them settle down and he kept me posted on every move that would be bad for the business. He was my finest worker. I had to get full reports on all shipments so I could come up with some figures for the fucking bank.
These figures were my intake and output for the month. I was sure they were going to be low. Poor Ralph, he was another one that had no idea I was going to be closing within the month. He would be out of a job unless I could find a place for him in the circus.
"Marianne," I said into the intercom, "get Ralph up here with a full report on this week's merchandise."
Ralph was my favorite worker. He did exactly what he was told. He knew his duty was to his job and carried out orders just as I gave them to him. He was twenty and a hard worker. He stood tall in the fish yard, giving the men orders and making sure no one fucked up. He was strong, but nothing like a superman. He was just an ordinary, hard-working guy who did a thorough job.
He would love to go with me to the circus. He's probably one of the few people left that I could trust. He was also fairly good looking. I wondered if he could be seduced. I knew he would never over-step his bounds with me. Maybe he's waiting for me to make the first move.
* * *
"Hi, Maude," he said.
Ralph stood at my office door and waited for me to ask him in.
"Hello, come in, Ralph," I said.
He was carrying a folder with the freight reports. He approached my desk and put the folder down on it.
"Have a seat, Ralph. How are we doing this week?"
"The men are in good spirits and the unions are finally quiet. That's a switch, eh?" he said.
He was sure of himself in his work. Ralph also knew that I liked him and that he was worth every penny of the large salary I paid him. Just to know that I was getting the job done right was worth it.
"Would you like a drink? You must be sweltering. It's hot up here, so it must be hell down in the yard," I said.
He looked beat. He looked tired and hot. I hurt for him. I would confide the news about the circus to him. I could trust him. If he liked it, it would be something for him to look forward to and I would offer him a raise to go with me.
"Well, aren't you going to look over the reports? I spent all morning getting them ready for you, Maude," he said.
"No, not right now, Ralph. I have something more important to talk to you about," I said.
He looked scared. Like I was going to tell him he was fired or something. He became jittery and nervous. I would ease his uncomfortable feeling right away.
"Relax, Ralph. The news I have is good. At least I think so," I said.
"Okay, Maude, shoot," he said. He seemed a little more confident.
"It concerns this fucking fish business, Ralph," I said.
"You in some kind of trouble, Maude?"
"NO, not exactly trouble. It goes like this. I'm going bankrupt. It shouldn't come as a great shock to you, since you have all the reports and get the news even before me, right?" I asked.
"Yeah, I know you haven't been doing too well lately, Maude. I didn't know you wouldn't be putting up a fight to keep the business, though," he said.
"It's not a question of fighting. If the business was young, which it isn't, I would fight. I've been in it for a long time now and I want to move on to something different and more exciting," I said.
"More exciting? What the hell could be more exciting than fighting with the fucking unions and the tax collectors and watching the boats come in every morning?" he asked.
"A circus. I found a circus and I've got a little money to spend on it. It'll probably break me if it doesn't work out, but I think it will," I said.
He sat thinking and looking with a positive smile on his face. His head was lowered and I could see the excitement building. He was young and ready to change and adapt quickly.
He lifted his head and started to speak. "I hear a lot of different things in what you're telling me, Maude," he said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"For one thing, I hear you telling me that this business is through," he said.
"That's correct. I'm tired, Ralph. Tired of fighting with those unions and the boats and so on," I said.
"Then I hear you saying you want to buy a circus. I think it's fantastic. I also think you wouldn't be telling me this unless you plan to take me with you. I'm willing to go, if that's what you're asking," he said.
He was very perceptive. He was right, I didn't come out and ask him, but he knew.
"All right, then you know. There isn't much else. I want you to come with me and be my right-hand man, along with others. This isn't going to be easy and I need people I can trust," I said.
"If you pay me, I'll go anywhere, Maude. You know whatever it is you've got for me will be done and done right," he said.
"I've no doubts about that. There's also a salary increase. I can't quote you figures right now, but you'll be paid well," I said.
"Then there isn't much else to discuss, just let me know when it's all coming together and I'll be at your side, Maude," he said.
I felt secure for the first time in a while. I had someone who was competent and not going to rip me off. Things started to look hassle-free. Maybe it was Ralph, he had a way of making me feel good. If he said he would do something, it would be done.
"I'll let you know when the action starts. I've been trying to hold the bank off for a few weeks so I can find out what the owner of the circus is going to do. I'm supposed to hear from Conway any minute. I'll know by the end of today."
"You know, Maude, with all this stuff taking up your time, when do you relax?" he asked.
He should only know I relax any time it's convenient, like right now. I put my plan into action. It was about time I fucked Ralph. It was in his eyes also, he just never did anything about it. Maybe because he respected me or thought I'd never get an idea like that. At any rate, I was about to find out.
"I guess I don't know how to relax, Ralph. Business keeps me very busy and I go home and poop out," I said.
He looked at me without uttering a word. I stared at him and we didn't take our eyes off each other. I was getting hot, my cunt was sending waves of heat through my body. I was anticipating something.
"You should live a little, Maude. A woman of your age is like fine wine. You're in great shape and if I were your man, I'd savor every drop of you," he said.
"You make it sound so exciting, Ralph. You talk like an older man. Come to think of it, I know a few guys who are older and have never talked to me like that. It seems you appreciate women," I said.
"I appreciate you, Maude," he said.
He was sitting there with his legs spread wide. He had on faded jeans and a blue work shirt with a red scarf around his neck. His hands were placed on his thighs and drops of sweat ran down his neck from the heat. I noticed his neck was very thick and wide and so were his shoulders. He moved up in front of me. I was never so excited in my life about what was going to happen. He was a man, not a child like the others. He knew what he wanted and he was taking it. I didn't mind at all.
I slipped back into my chair and crossed my legs. We didn't utter one word to each other, we just communicated with our eyes.
Ralph lifted his shoulders high and walked over to the door and I heard the lock click tightly.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
I gripped my seat and watched him move toward me. He was like a cat. He took long, shifting steps and we still retained eye contact. His hands were loose at his side as he made his way to me.
"Now, I've got you. I've wanted to make love to you since the first time I laid eyes on you," he said.
I didn't answer.
He stood and raised his hand to my shoulders, still looking into my eyes.
"I've wanted to feel your skin in the palms of my hands, run my arms across your back and hold you tight against my prick," he said.
He was making me hotter with his words. His hands had touched me and my cunt let loose with more flowing sweet juices. I let him have the controls. He searched with his hands down to my shoulders and under my armpits. I felt a sizzling chill run down my body. He was slow and sleek. Ralph shifted instead of moving. He pressed me into the soft leather chair and I felt myself melting. I let my head go loose and fall back. I could feel his hands starting for my head. I had pinned my hair up today because of the heat. He started to unpin it.
He pulled the pins out of my hair and they fell onto the carpet. I placed my hands on his thighs and gave a moan and a shift. I was fantasizing how his cock would feel once inside my dark pussy. I couldn't wait. Ralph shifted again. He placed one leg over the arm of my chair and sat on my lap. He continued to pull the hairpins from my hair and caressed my neck lightly.
He brought his mouth to my ear and slid his tongue in slightly, jetting it in and out. He breathed as I felt his body shudder with passion. His breathing increased as he sank his tongue deep into my ear and made circular, teasing movements.
I grabbed the bottom of his shirt that was tightly stuffed into his jeans. I pulled and yanked on it until I felt his skin under my hands. He sank deeper into my lap and I smelled his body odor. It was all sweaty and fishy. It was also exciting as hell. I lifted my hips up to meet his crotch and felt a bulge go into my valley. I could size his dick up a little from the slight hard-on he had. It was going to be good, I could tell by the way he handled himself with me. He was sure of himself.
I placed my index finger down his pants and into his ass crack. He started rolling around on my twat and I felt his cock getting bigger. I thought it might be nice if I let it loose. Just as I was about to move, Ralph shifted again. He was very in tune with what I was thinking and feeling.
"Oh, Maude, I can't wait to get it on with you. You don't know the nights I've sat up thinking about your body and your hot wet cunt. I want to fuck you, Maude. I want to feel my dick deep inside you," he said.
"Take it, Ralph honey, it's all yours," I said.
He lifted out of the chair and my lap. He took his arms and put them under me and carried me into the bathroom and locked the door. I was wondering what the hell was going on. I wasn't scared that he was a pervert or anything, he was just different. Jesus, I could get into it. I did trust him, so I went along.
He shoved me against the wall in a heat of passion. He really couldn't wait to lay into me. His breathing was doubled and he pressed his body hard against me as I went back to the wall. He opened my legs with his knees and put one hand around my waist and the other around the back of my neck. I was sizzling with passion as I reached down and squeezed his cock. It was aching to come out, but I didn't make any moves. I really wanted him to handle this and he was doing a good job so far.
He pressed his mouth on my chin and made more circular motions. He jetted his tongue all around my chin and finally worked his way up to my lips. He opened his mouth and took my lips and nose into it. I thought he would cover my whole face with a kiss like that. It was grand.
I grabbed his belt buckle and started loosening it. I couldn't wait any longer. He shoved my hand away and that told me he wanted to do it himself, just as I thought. I wiggled my hips against his cock and pushed hard. I was making pleasurable circular movements against him. He took his belt buckle in his hand, moving faster, like some animal that was storing up energy. He grabbed at his belt and it fell free. He sank his tongue deep into my mouth and grabbed at his pants.
He pulled them down and stepped out of them quickly. I could feel more of his bulge now that the jeans were out of the way. He started for the button on my blouse and pulled at it, breathing like a mad man. It was heaven.
"Shit, Maude, you've got me hotter than a firecracker. I wish we would've done this a long time ago," he said.
"Ralph, it wouldn't have been as good, baby," I said.
"You're probably right, Maude."
We fell to the floor, my blouse was open but my tits were covered with my bra. He looked at them and lowered his head into my cleavage. He drew his tongue but and caressed my neck and cleavage all over, from one shoulder to the other. Then down my neck and into my cleavage again. I put my hands around his neck and pulled his hair a little. He was sending flashes of passion throughout my body. It was very intense. He reached around to grab my bra and pulled the hook loose to let my tits drop free. He ran his hands up to my shoulders again and slipped my blouse and bra off at the same time.
I was naked on top of him from waist to head and he kissed me all over. He opened his mouth wide and put his lips into my armpits. The fishy smell on him was all over, on his neck, his face, everywhere. It heightened the experience.
His mouth moved down to my skirt. It had a zipper and a button on the side of it. He put his teeth around the button and popped it out. The zipper came down and he pulled my skirt off. Ralph ran his hands down my hips to my ankles. His mouth was working on one of my nipples. He was sucking hard and long at it. I was a raw nerve.
"Suck it, baby. Suck my nipple until it's blue," I panted.
Ralph made another shift. This time he lifted up in front of me and took my panties off. I reached for his boxer trunks and he let me take them off. I played the game he'd played with the button on my skirt. I put my teeth into the knot of his scarf and pulled. It fell loose and dropped to the floor with our clothing. He worked quickly at his shirt until we both stood there naked. His cock was standing straight up and as I touched it, he made convulsive shakes. His back hunched and his knees gave way a little. He grabbed onto me and pulled me closer to him.
He picked me up and carried me to the couch. He laid me down. I put one leg over the side and the other against the wall so, when his dick entered me, I could push as hard as I wanted.
His cock was hard and his balls were swollen and hot. I couldn't wait to feel his boiling manfuck cream inside my twat. I was hunched up against the wall and Ralph moved down between my legs and knelt in front of me. He opened his mouth wide once again and rolled his tongue around on my thighs.
He went from my thighs to my knees and then to the inside of my knees up into the valley of pleasure that was waiting for him, my pussy. His tongue was soft and full of saliva. He glided across my belly with his mouth and then down into the pussy bush that was oozing hot juices. He took my legs and wrapped them around his neck. I held him fast by his hair and he kissed the outer lips of my cunt and ran his lips up and down. He moved from my cunt to my clit, teasing.
He spread my cuntlips slightly and moved onto my clit a little bit more. He was torturing me. I shifted my hips from side to side and moaned in pleasure. He placed his lips deeply inside me and shoved my cunt hard into his face.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, Ralph, suck it, baby. Suck my cunt deep into your beautiful mouth," I said.
I was rolling my hips back and forth and up and down. I wanted to feel all of him inside me and again he was in tune to what I was thinking. He shifted and threw my legs wider and slammed his dick hard inside me.
"Oh, Maude, my prick is burning up. Pump your ass, Maude," he said.
"I'll pump, honey. I'll pump your prick into the deepest part of my cunt. Push hard, Ralph honey," I said.
It was finally deep inside me. In and out, his prick went. It felt hard and solid and I could feel his balls getting ready to shoot their cream. "Go faster, Maude. Pump faster. Oh, it ffeellss sssooo gggoooddd," he said.
"I'm cumming with you, Ralph. Smash your dick hard. Pump it, ooohhh," I said.
We pumped and jerked hard and fast against one another. I held him by the neck and with all my strength, sucked every inch of his prick deep into my cunt. We came to the end of our climax with easy, steady strides. I could still smell the fish on him mixed in with the odor of cum juices. It was pouring off both of us.
Ralph picked me up and carried me into the shower and turned the water on. His prick was still inside me and I felt him slowly drawing it out.
"Easy, baby, aahhh," I said.
I felt the last chills of my climax as his dick dropped noisily out of my cunt. The water fell on us and Ralph grabbed me and held me tight.
"That was truly a good fuck," I said.
"I've been storing it up, Maude," he said.
We laughed and showered together and the fish odor on both of us slowly faded. Ralph pushed the bar of soap up my asshole and then ran it down to my cunt. I felt another sizzling chill go through my cunt and into my nipples.
"Ralph honey, that was fabulous," I said.
I turned around and watched the soap run off his body. I knelt before his dick and pulled it into my mouth. Quickly, I placed my hands on his thighs and ran them up to his nipples. I squeezed and pulled them softly. Ralph fell back against the wall and started moaning and shivering. I increased my sucking, in and out from slow to fast. I was gaining speed on his cock. I twitched his nipples even harder. He was moaning and wiggling his cock from side to side.
He grabbed my hair and steadied his prick inside my mouth. He pushed me harder against his pud. It was fabulous. I let my teeth slide lightly when I came up to the tip of his prick. He was breathing rapidly and I knew he was about to cum again.
I wasn't going to let him, not just yet.
"Not yet, baby, just hold on a few more minutes for Maude," I said.
"I'll hold it for you, Maude. Just hurry a little," he said.
I caressed his cock when I took it out of my mouth so he wouldn't lose his beautiful hard-on. I turned around and told Ralph what I wanted.
"Fuck me in my asshole, Ralph. Put that pud of yours into the deep, dark pits of my crapper."
"All right, Maude. Stick your ass up in the air for me," he said.
I bent over and lifted my ass up as far as it would go. I placed my hands on the shower knobs and looked down and in back of me at Ralph's prick.
It was hard and ready to go. I watched him clasp his dick into his hand and he was guiding it toward my asshole. I felt the tip of his cock enter my puckered shithole. It felt warm and smooth. I wiggled a little for him so he could get it in my ass tunnel. The tip of his cock went in with no trouble. It was fantastic if you relaxed. Most dames scream their goddamn heads off when a guy tries this. All you have to do is relax, what bliss.
I braced myself with my hands even harder. I would help him as much as I could. He took hold of my buttocks and held them firmly as he gave way with another shove. His dick was halfway in and pumping. We were both pumping, but slowly and cautiously. He was still moaning and started to plow his way through even faster. I looked around over my shoulder and his head was thrown back into the air. He was in total bliss. I was happy that I was satisfying him. I felt his prick swelling up inside me and as he gave the last blasting thrust, I felt my asshole release its juices. His cock was all the way in, deep inside my asshole.
Ralph lifted me up by my waist. He leaned deep into the shower wall and braced himself. I put my feet on his knees and he held me fast. I sat down firmly on his rock-hard dick. It was heaven. I saw stars and he screamed.
"Oh, Christ, Maude, your asshole's so tight," he said.
"I don't let many guys do this to me, honey. You're only the second or third. So enjoy yourself," I said.
He held tighter around my waist and started pumping his dick into my asshole. It was feeling divine. I could hear my puckered ass farting its way to glory.
"Push it in harder, Ralph. Please get all of your dick inside me," I said.
"Okay, here it comes, Maude," he said.
Ralph lifted up off his dick and belted down hard on it. He continued to do that until I felt my ass-juices flowing like a river. He told me he was ready to cum and I waited a few minutes longer. I wanted to gear my climax to his. I felt him start to shiver and convulse. I let go and sank into my passion. We started cumming together. He held me so tight I could hardly breathe. I relaxed into it and wiggled on his dick until every drop of his fresh hot cum washed the shitty pits of my asshole.
"Oh, my dick is exploding, Maude. Wiggle around. That's it. Oh, shit," he said.
He let me down easy. I placed my feet on the wet floor and felt around for a firm grip. The water had made it almost impossible to keep my balance as I was still shivering from the blast of Ralph's ass-fucking.
"Maude, that was the best. I want to tell you, you're a real woman," he said.
He looked at me and held me for a few minutes. Then he kissed me and I told him to wash. He washed me and we dressed and made it back into the office.
"What will you do now, Maude, with the fish market gone?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean, what's going to happen with the circus, the bank, the fish market, the whole lousy works?" he said.
"Oh, that's right. You almost made me forget my responsibilities. See what a good fuck can do to you!" I said.
We laughed and discussed the new merchandise figures for the week. As I had imagined, they weren't too impressive. Ralph and I talked about how I would keep some of the circus people that had already had experience. He could learn from them. He didn't seem jealous when I told him about Harry Simms. He thought I'd made a fine connection. He was very understanding.
"Look, you get back to your work. I'll let you know what's going on as soon as I hear from Bert," I said.
"All right, Maude," he said and started for the door.
"Maude, I really want to thank you for letting us get to know one another better this afternoon," he said.
"We've got a long way to go together, Ralph. Now get back to your duties before the boss finds out what you're doing. She might want a piece of the action," I said.
We both laughed and he left. I held onto my laughter until he was gone. He really made me feel good. No 'I love you's', no 'I must have you for my own', just a good fuck and nothing more. Not possessive or hoggy.
Just as I was thinking how happy I was over what had happened, my asshole secretary pushed her goddamn intercom button.
"Who's on the line, Marianne?" I asked.
"It's Bert Conway. I said I'd put him through right away," she said.
"Yes, of course," I said.
I waited to hear the connection between calls.
"Hello, Maude, are you there?" he asked. He always talked like he was a million miles away or something.
"Yes, I'm here, Bert. What good news do you have for me?" I asked.
"Hang on to your seat," he said. Bert's voice was excited and it sounded very positive. Maybe things were going to work out after all.
"I talked to Ma Perkins," he said.
I waited eagerly to hear what he was going to tell me.
"She'll sell for thirty thousand, Maude. She swears by God above that if she doesn't get her money, she'll crucify you," he said.
"Did you set that bitch straight, Bert?" I asked.
"Of course, Maude. I told her I would deliver the money myself. A cashier's check. Tomorrow if necessary," he said.
"What was her answer," I said.
"She said it could wait about a week and a half. That works out perfectly. Maude, we can get this bankruptcy trip over within three days and then have plenty of time to close the bank deal on the circus. What do you say? Sound all okay?" he asked.
He was turning out to be a real friend. For a time I thought he was becoming a bullshitter like all those top fuck-offs at the bank. Bert came through.
"How can I thank you? It all sounds good, Bert," I said.
"I want you to come down here first thing in the morning and be ready to sign and deal with the bullshit. I'll be behind you all the way, Maude. Just keep in mind that it'll all be over in three days and that there's nothing to get upset about in front of these guys," he said.
Bert knew how vicious I could get. Since he was doing all those favors for me, I would control myself and deal with the paperwork and signing so many legal documents.
"When can I see Ma Perkins and start taking over?" I asked.
"As soon as I complete all the paperwork," he said.
"Well, it sounds like I may be in for a small vacation soon, Bert," I said.
"You deserve it. You'll also need it after all this legal shit is out of the way. I've got to get back to my business now, Maude. Take care and I'll be in touch later about appointment times and so on," he said.
"All right, Bert. Oh, hey, thanks a hell of a lot," I said.
We said good-bye and I fell back into my seat. For the first time in quite a while, I was relaxed.
* * *
That's how I obtained my circus. After that phone call my life became complete and prosperous. I fucked a lot of young studs and I still have Ralph working for me. Jackie, my little nephew, comes in once in a while. I took a vacation after all the shit was over with at the bank. Ma Perkins didn't take too long moving her ass off the property, either. Everyone in the circus was eager and willing to help me get acquainted. Jeff Conway accompanied his father in all the dealings with the bankers and the signing of the bankruptcy papers. He sat there looking at me and hating every minute of it. I sat on top of things as I usually do, watching him squirm. If his old man had known what Jeff got into with me, especially on a business deal, he would've sent him to a military farm.
As long as he kept his mouth shut, he was safe. I think that's what bothered him. That for the first time he was trapped and by a woman.
Now everything's in place. My circus is running well and in my travels around the country I've met many a young bull ready to take me on. I still keep myself in shape. If you like the circus, look for me when we get to town. Remember I'm Maude Miller and I like to fuck young stuff.
