He started with a slow rhythm as he smugly regarded his success in bringing her this far along. She'd started by hating him and now she was lying there begging for it. Never let it be said that he didn't have a way with the girls. It was just a matter of knowing what to do, and give him a little time and he could have a girl eating right out of his hand. Or pleading to get screwed.
"Do it harder," she said.
He fucked a little faster, driving his prick in and out of her wet cunt. She lifted her legs and locked her ankles around his hips as if she was trying to urge him even deeper inside!
CHAPTER ONE
A sudden noise awakened Edith.
Still half asleep, she heard her bedroom door slowly closing with a soft but distinct creak. She sat up in bed and listened, and her heart started to pound.
"Who's there?" she whispered, hoping to God it wasn't a burglar. "Martin, is that you?" She blinked several times, forcing her eyes to adjust to the darkness.
The drapes to the left of her bed parted and a silvery ray of moonlight entered the room, illuminating from behind the pajama clad figure of a young boy, in his very late teens. The boy walked quietly to the foot of Edith's bed and quietly stood, like an apparition.
"Martin, it is you," she said, breathing a sigh of relief. "What are you doing up?" she asked, glancing at the luminous dial of the alarm clock perched on the bedside table. "It's nearly two in the morning. Are you feeling all right?"
He nodded, and without a word slowly unbuttoned his pajama top, letting it slide off his shoulders and fall silently to the carpeted floor.
His chest was lean and pale.
"Martin, what are you doing?" Edith said, her pulse racing.
"I want to sleep with you tonight," he replied, moving to sit on the side of her bed. He looked fragile and uncertain despite his determined words. "I've been lying in bed, thinking about you, picturing what you would look like without any clothes on. My cock was getting so hard it hurt. I-"
"Martin, that's enough!" Edith interrupted sternly. "I won't hear such talk. Now go back to your room and go to sleep. You can't sleep with me, you're too old for talk like that."
"I want you, Edith," he persisted, standing up. He unbuttoned his baggy pajama bottoms and let them slide off his slim waist. Edith gasped. She couldn't help noticing his boyish cock was fully and tantalizingly erect, looking enormous in the semi-darkness.
His hand dropped and combed his fingers through the blond pubic hairs. He tugged at his hard penis, as if to taunt Edith. "I want you so much," he said softly, his voice taking on an almost hypnotic quality. "Please don't say no. I know you want me just as much as I want you. I know the looks you give me sometimes."
Edith felt the blood rushing to her face, making her feel suddenly feverish. "Martin, for God's sake ... get dressed and go back to your room ... please...."
But her words, even to herself, sounded false and half-hearted. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the boy's naked body. Although small for his age he was so well-proportioned, and so irresistibly handsome! And his cock was not to be believed! It was bigger and thicker than she had ever imagined it to be; and yes she often wondered just how big it was.
Edith felt light-headed. Desire swept over her. She knew in an instant that she was now powerless to resist the boy's lascivious suggestion.
Why try and stop the inevitable from happening? she thought. It's as if I've been waiting for just such an opportunity to present itself. After all, I'm not seducing a boy in his teens, he's seducing me!
She motioned for the aroused youngster to slip under the covers with her. Grinning happily, he eased his naked young body alongside hers.
They turned to face one another, to embrace. The boy sighed gratefully when Edith's hot, hungry lips pressed against his. They kissed passionately, his tongue daringly slipping into her mouth for her to suck. He became more bold and slipped his trembling hand under her nightie. His fingers danced up her thighs and she spread her legs slightly, inviting him to slip his middle finger up her hot, wet snatch.
"Ohhh, Martin," she moaned, as he started to finger-fuck her aroused cunt.
Her hands traveled exitedly down his naked, hairless body as she gripped his raging tumescence, stroking it lovingly, feeling how big it really was.
It's as thick as my wrist! she thought, reaching down to cup his balls, lifting them up and holding their impressive weight in the palm of her hand.
He was hung like a bull!
She caressed his testicles, the silky curly hairs tickling her fingers, raising goose bumps up and down her spine. Then she fisted his cock until it pulsated, as if an electric current were being forced through it.
Edith couldn't remember feeling so excited. She knew it was partly because the boy was so young and what they were now doing was so wicked and daring.
What if the boy's mother suddenly awoke and found them together like this? What then? The thought made Edith shiver. Yet she continued to intimately fondle and caress the boy's manly genitals.
"I want to fuck you," he gasped.
"You're so young ... so innocent...."
"You'll have to help me," the boy stated between wet French kisses. "I'm not exactly sure what I have to do."
Is this true? Edith wondered. Or is he playing dumb to excite me even more?
Whatever the case, Edith's cunt was tingling with anticipation. She couldn't wait to feel his big dick slamming deep, deep inside her inner flesh folds.
"I want to make you happy," the boy continued, his voice hoarse with emotion. "I want to make love to you all night!"
He was caressing her tits now. Edith was a buxom woman and he kneaded her tit flesh like dough, making her strawberry-colored nipples erect and pointed and very sensitive.
Teasingly she said, "Martin, this is wrong ... we shouldn't ... your parents ... if they ever found out I'd be fired."
"We won't be caught," he whispered, alarmed that she might now be having second thoughts. "I won't tell anyone ... not even David. It'll be just between us, I promise. It's so right, Edith, you know that. Mom and dad wouldn't understand, but it doesn't matter. All that matters is that we're finally together."
She let him pull off her nightie and throw off the covers so he could revel in her voluptuous nakedness.
"You're so beautiful," he said, his voice hushed, almost reverent.
Her excitement reached a new peak as his fingers explored her, bringing out in her sensations she had never experienced before, even by her own hand.
"Taste my pussy," she whispered. "Press your lips against my cunt and fuck me with your tongue!"
At first the boy looked shocked, Edith's sexual explicitness surprising him. Then he leered like a satyr. His head dropped and she felt his lips (hot as fire!) press against her vulva like powerful suction cups, ready to drain her of every delicious drop of her churning cunt cream.
Edith groaned, her back involuntarily arching. She kicked the covers completely off herself, her nakedness bathed in the eerie moonlight.
His tongue traveled deep inside her, searching out all the little sensitive places Edith never thought existed until now, until he found her swollen clitoris. He licked it carefully, lovingly, as if instinctively knowing this was the supreme source of all female sensations. He tasted her abundant juice, finding it very much to his liking.
Soon his tongue was thrusting in and out of her pussy like a slithering snake. Edith couldn't recall ever feeling such overwhelming pleasure before.
"That's it," she encouraged him. "There. Yes! Ohh, Jesus, that feels so good, Martin. Touch me there ... again ... yes ... yes, yes!"
His tongue whipped at her clit button until the pressure started to build inside her oozing snatch. Her pussy tingled, a sure indication she was well on her way to a powerfully intense orgasm. She knew all the signs, but it had been so long-too long-since she had last experienced them in such abundance.
Edith longed for one orgasm after another, an endless chain of them, one better and long-lasting than the one before it.
And it appeared that the boy was more than willing to let her achieve her goal!
She continued to play with his rock-hard penis as it rubbed against her leg. For the moment she was content to let Martin do all the work while she lay back and let the ecstatic sensations sweep over her. Martin was quickly getting the hang of what she expected of him. He was eager to please!
His tongue acted like a shovel, scooping out mouthfuls of her delicious pussy juice. Her vaginal walls were slick with the lubricant. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed mouthful after tasty mouthful.By now Edith's clit button was swollen to more than twice its normal size and it was vibrating steadily, sending out urgent fuck signals.
She pulled on his cock shaft, its incredible thickness sending shivers up and down her spine. The tip of Martin's penis formed into prominent mushroom shape. It was shiny and a slight purplish in color as his blood-gorged shaft continued to pulsate with desire.
She slid the flat of her hand over his cock head, drawing out a smear of watery pre-cum. Martin moaned into her open cunt.
Slurping noises filled the air around them, sounding so loud in the semi-darkness Edith was afraid the boy's sleeping parents, or his younger brother David, would hear, even though their bedrooms were both on the floor below and at the opposite end of the passageway.
But Edith was so excited, so close to orgasm, she didn't dare stop the youngster; instead, she quietly but urgently encouraged him to continue what he was doing, letting his tongue go absolutely wild inside her creaming cunt.
Her loins were on fire! She squirmed, the covers becoming entangled around her ankles, as if her feet were bound together. It was impossible to lie still. Waves of pleasure coursed through her. It felt as if she were on a roller coaster, slowly but surely escalating, approaching the desired apex, after which would follow the exhilarating ride down, with the wind rushing against her face, all her body sensations vividly alive!
The teenager's hands swept over her clenched buttocks, parting her ass cheeks and-to her surprise and delight!-pressing a finger against her moist, puckered red asshole. She never thought the boy could be so adventuresome.
(Normally Martin was so shy around girls his own age, and easily embarrassed whenever sex was mentioned or joked about. Now it was obvious he was showing Edith a completely different side of himself. His growing infatuation with the older woman had evidently erased all signs of shyness and inhibition.)
His middle finger was slowly inching up her tight rectum, as if a worm had suddenly found its way up her orifice.
Edith had to press her mouth against her pillow to keep from crying aloud in ecstasy. She climaxed, her body going in spasmodic convulsions. She arched her back and threw her head back until her forehead was touching the pillow.
"Ohhhh, God, Martin...." she sighed, closing her eyes and feeling the very tip of his tongue, with its scratchy smooth surface, caressing the dripping tip of her clitoris. At the same time she felt his middle digit embedding itself all the way up her anal passage. The pleasure was more than she could have hoped for.
When it was over she lay very still. She opened her eyes and saw the boy licking his lips, tasting the last remnants of her spicy cunt sauce. He grinned proudly at her, obviously very pleased with himself.
Without hesitation, her body warmed by the afterglow of an intensely pleasurable orgasm, Edith drew the boy close to her and proceeded to go down on his stiff young penis.
She held it upright, seemingly mesmerized by its sheer size. She ran her tongue-tip up and down the underside of his shaft, pausing just underneath the rim of his mushroom-shaped head.
She hoped he would not cum too quickly, for surely by now he must be close to shooting his wad. Edith wanted to enjoy the musky boyish taste of his member, the silky tautness of his hard-on.
As if reading her thoughts, Martin suddenly gasped, "Put it all in your mouth and suck it. Every fucking inch! I'm so close to cumming I can almost feel it already!"
His command thrilled Edith to her very bones. She had never heard him talk in such a straightforward manner before.
At first she thought it would be difficult, perhaps outright impossible, to accommodate every rigid inch of his erect cock. A grown, fully matured man would be envious of a penis so long and so thick. And to think he was still just a boy!
At first she took just the dome-like head into her mouth, fitting it snugly between her hot, eager lips.
She nuzzled the flap of skin which hung just below the cleft of his shapely dick head. She drilled her fleshy tongue directly into his gaping slit, instantly rewarded by the juicy taste of his salty, watery pre-cum.
She ran her tongue in circles of the sensitive tip of his cock, the youngster's groans echoing in her ears.
She slowly fisted the lower portion of his tool, while with her other hand she played with his cum-filled balls. He was becoming more and more excited.
"Suck every inch of my cock," he gasped, hardly able to keep his voice down. He watched his cock slowly disappear, inch by precious inch, into Edith's mouth, the head of his cock rubbing against the roof of her mouth. His eyes were wide as saucers as he watched her devour his penis. "I want to cum in your mouth ... I want you to taste my jism ... swallow every fucking last drop!"
He started to rotate his slim young hips, humping his dick into her face.
She had a little over one-half his dick in her mouth before she felt herself starting to gag. Taking every inch of him between her lips was going to be far more difficult than she first had imagined. Still, she took in more, her eyes starting to water, her throat muscles contracting, resisting Martin's thrusting prick.
"Every inch," he kept whispering. "Every fucking hard inch, Edith!"
His words resounded in her ears, forming an urgent litany of desire.
He pressed down on the top of her head with not one but both hands, forcing Edith to take another couple of inches. Saliva bubbled freely at the corners of her mouth.
Her head bobbed furiously up and down, up and down, establishing an exciting rhythm as he slammed his cock up against her so hard she thought he would surely break her jaw.
But it was working. Somehow, her throat muscles relaxed and, amazing herself as well as the boy, Edith was able to suck just about every inch of his throbbing tool.
"I'm so close," he gasped, clenching his teeth as if in pain. "Ohhh, Edith, it feels so fucking good! I can't tell you just how good it feels. It's never been like this before. I've never felt anything this good before, not even when I jerk off, thinking of you, picturing your beautiful tits ... your hairy snatch ... your ... your ... ohhhh, Edith, yes, yes ... suck it faster, faster, faster ... that's it ... ahhhhh, it's soooo good!"
His words trailed off into a long, drawn-out moan. His eyes closed and his head moved languidly to and fro on her pillow, as if he was being lulled by soothing music. This, however, was in dramatic contrast to the frantic, even frenzied, motions of his hips as he continued to ram his erection into Edith's mouth.
She was still dangerously close to choking, or so it seemed to her, breathing solely through her flared nostrils. It was almost too much to ask of her. His cock was simply too big!
And worse still, it felt as if Martin's penis was growing even thicker and longer in her mouth, expanding to such an extent she thought it would rip right through her cheek!
"Ohhh, Edith, Edith, no one's ever sucked my cock before. I never dreamed it would be this good! Don't stop ... I'm so close now ... it feels like my cock is gonna be ripped right out of my body!"
Edith sucked even harder, her fingers combing through his thick bush of pubic hair, tugging at the wiry pubes, feeling his balls bouncing against her wrist as he continued to pound against her face.
Then his balls suddenly exploded and semen-more than she thought his balls could possibly hold at one time!-ejaculated down her throat in thick, ropey globs, sizzling hot and deliciously spicy.
Martin bit his lower lip to keep from screaming.
It was clear from the abandoned look on his radiating face that Edith was giving him the orgasm of his young life.
She gave his balls a sharp squeeze, as if to force all the remaining cum from within them up into her anxiously awaiting mouth. He held onto her shoulders with both hands, thrusting his spewing cock into her mouth until nearly all of it was wedged between her ardently sucking lips.
As hard as she tried she was unable to swallow every succulent drop of his frothy cream. Jism dribbled from her mouth and ran unchecked down her chin and onto the sheets.
His balls slapped against her cheek as he gyrated his lower body. He was panting for breath. His chest muscles had tightened into firm horizontal ribbons. His buttocks had clenched into fists.
After her lips had completely milked his cock dry, he fell back against the bed, gasping for breath. His cock oozed a sticky string of jism, his shaft remaining rock hard against his belly after she released it from her mouth.
Suddenly he sat up. "I want to fuck you now," he declared. "I want to feel your cunt wrapping around my hard cock!"
Edith unquestioningly parted her legs for him, the inside of her milky white thighs glistening with her juices.
He could see the flower petal-like pinkness of her open vagina. It looked like a livid red gash, one that held all the pleasure his young mind could conceive.
Edith looked at Martin's stiff member and her eyes went wide with amazement. As he positioned himself between her splayed legs, needing no assistance from her, his cock was growing, becoming inhumanly large. It couldn't possibly fit into her pussy!
"Martin ... what...?"
She started to sit up, but the boy roughly pushed her back down on the bed. He had what Edith could only describe as a demonic look on his face, a look of frightening determination, that both aroused and frightened her.
His cock continued to grow. He looked down at himself, now kneeling between her legs, and giggled inanely.
He fisted his penis in front of her, the size of his fuck pole making his hand look the size of a newborn baby's. Edith couldn't believe her eyes!
Edith covered her pussy with both hands. His cock by now was simply too awesome to fit into her passage, as much as she wanted it to. The boy forced her hands away and before Edith could stop him he guided his tremendous cock into her opening and Edith screamed. She didn't care now who heard her. Martin couldn't be allowed to fuck her now; he would tear her in two!
"No!" she cried at the top of her lungs. "Martin, no, we mustn't! We mustn't!"
But he forced his cockhead, now bigger than a tennis ball, between her open thighs. Edith experienced pleasure and pain all at once, but the ensuing pleasure, not the pain, was the overriding factor. He eased himself into her and she felt her cunt expanding, expanding, expanding!
"I can't," she cried out. "It's too much. No, Martin, we mustn't. We were never meant to experience anything this good!"
But she was powerless to resist. He was going to split her right in half, but she couldn't stop of from happening.
"Help me!" she screamed. "Mr. Williams! Mrs. Williams! For God's sake, help me! He's ripping me apart!"
Edith sat bolt upright in her bed, her body bathed in sweat. She was panting for breath, her heart pounding a mile a minute. She was alone in her room. Outside, it was still dark. She looked at the bedside clock and saw it was almost three.
It took her a few minutes to realize she had been dreaming, so real had the dream been. Her lower body felt rubbery and weak. The bedsheets were soaked through with her pussy juice.
She lay back and her hand slid down to her wet crotch.
She couldn't help herself: she started to masturbate. She thought of Martin-slim, handsome, young Martin-and climaxed at once.
Only then could she fall back into a heavy, dreamless sleep.
CHAPTER TWO
Edith realized she had an important decision to make, one that could no longer be avoided if she was to continue as housekeeper of the Williams' home, a position she had held for four years now and which she found very lucrative, for the Williams' were a wealthy family, as well as a generous one.
Having just turned thirty-two, Edith had no family of her own. Her parents had died in a freakish car accident when she was just a child, leaving her to pretty much fend for herself. She had never married, and never had the desire to do so. She often thought of the two boys left often in her care, Martin and David, as her adopted sons. She adored them both.
But Martin was lately proving to be a problem.
He was, Edith realized, at that so-called "difficult age"-that limbo between childhood and adulthood. His precocity was becoming more and more evident. His infatuation with Edith, once charmingly innocent and childish, was now taking a decidedly different turn.
Edith was afraid her own attitude toward the boy, which, up until recently, had been strictly of a maternal nature, was changing too.
Martin was, after all, a stunningly handsome youngster who was now striving to assert his own masculinity. The problem was, instead of taking an interest in girls his own age (he had no girlfriend), he was lavishing all his attention on Edith.
It worried Edith that she was now becoming sexually attracted to Martin-as if he had implanted an idea in her head and now it was growing, taking shape-and she knew if things continued the way they were going, it would soon come to the point where she would have to give in to her own emotions. She was even dreaming about the boy; and such vividly erotic dreams they were too!
As if by silent agreement, Edith and Martin (always a shrewd youngster) were keeping their little cat-and-mouse game to themselves. Neither David nor the boys' parents had any idea anything was going on in their midst.
Edith recalled what had happened the previous morning.
It illustrated the recent sharp departure on Martin's part from his normal shy, retiring behavior to a sex-craved adolescent bent on leading Edith to experience what she secretly craved herself.
Mr. Williams was away on one of his frequent business trips, and would be gone for several more days. His wife, meanwhile, had decided to go on one of her many shopping sprees with a friend, with whom she would later enjoy a late lunch.
David had hastily eaten the breakfast Edith had prepared so he could enjoy the first day of summer vacation playing ball with a group of his friends.
Martin had slept later than usual and while Edith was downstairs in the kitchen, cleaning up the rest of the breakfast dishes, he was upstairs taking a shower. He called down to her, asking if she'd bring him up a towel; the others in the bathroom were all too damp. Or so he said.
With a towel draped over one arm, Edith knocked on the bathroom door. The shower was still on, so she was prepared to modestly hand the boy the towel while he was still behind the shower curtain.
Martin had another idea in mind.
"Come on in," he said, and when Edith opened the door she was shocked to find him standing outside the shower stall, water streaming down his naked body. It was such an unexpected sight, she jumped and her heart skipped a beat.
It was the first time Edith had seen the boy completely naked. She couldn't keep her eyes from moving up and down his dripping body, stopping to stare at his half-erect penis.
It was as if she were suddenly reliving part of her dream: it was hard to believe how well hung he was!
Edith had had indications of just how well endowed he was by the characteristic bulge of his crotch whenever he put on a tight pair of jeans or shorts, but seeing his cock and balls unconfined brought an instant flush to her cheeks and an abrupt tingling sensation in her pussy.
As if in a trance, she dropped the towel. Martin smiled, as if this was just the reaction he had hoped to achieve from her. He drew closer and took her hand, placing it on his cock and telling her to stroke it.
As if hypnotized, Edith did as he asked, feeling his cock grow excitingly hard between her trembling fingers. She couldn't believe she was actually doing what she was; she wondered if perhaps she could be dreaming!
Then she regained her senses and let go of his prick.
Stepping back, she saw Martin's penis was completely erect, and the sight of it excited her so much she thought she was going to pass out.
I can't let him brazenly manipulate me in this fashion, she primly thought to herself. What's happening to him? Have I ignored all the more subtle signs which have suddenly led up to this?
"You want me, don't you?" he taunted her. His voice then became softer, more imploring: "Please, Edith, I want you too. You're so beautiful! I've always thought you were. I want to see you naked, just like you're seeing me. Come into the shower with me. No one's home. It's just the two of us. We'll be safe. Please!"
Edith didn't move as he closed the bathroom door behind her and took her arm. "Please," he begged her. "You have to. You just have to! Look how excited I am! My cock feels as big as a house!"
And looks it, too, Edith thought.
Martin started to unbutton Edith's blouse.
Their eyes locked and he saw the look of anticipation deep inside his. She wondered if she saw the same look in her eyes. She was sure he must.
His fingers trembled violently as they undid the last button and he pulled open the blouse with both hands to reveal her white-laced bra.
"Please," he murmured under his breath, not fully realizing yet Edith was now putty in his hands. "Ohh, please ... Edith, please...."
She let him reach around behind her to unhook the bra.
After some momentary fumbling, the bra came undone and it fell silently to the tiled floor. Her buxom tits tumbled out in an avalanche of flesh. Edith thought the boy's eyes would pop out of their sockets at the sight of her naked breasts.
Gingerly, he reached out and began caressing her tits, making the sensitive nipples pointed. Her knees felt weak, as if her legs could no longer support the weight of her body.
He brought one nipple to his hot, eager lips and started sucking on it as if it were a piece of candy.
Edith thought she would hit the ceiling!
A voice in her head cried out in vain for her to stop him. She simply couldn't let things continue like this. It was one thing to dream it, but quite another to actually relive it in reality!
But, God, the boy was so desirable!
Her feelings for him had never been sexual before-or if they had she had never been able to admit this to herself until now-but her body ached for him, ached as it never had for anyone else.
Her cunt craved the feeling of his marvelously large cock driving into it, just as it had started to in her dream only hours before!
Martin began sucking on the other nipple, leaving the other smeared with his saliva.
Edith was still at odds with herself.
Now is the time to stop it, she realized to herself. Think of what his parents would say. You'd lose your job. You'd be out on the streets again. How could you ever keep this a secret?
"We can't," she whispered half-heartedly.
"Yes, we can!" Martin insisted, excitement giving his voice a cutting edge that further aroused Edith.
Edith pushed the boy away and took a step backward, trying to keep her eyes averted from his exquisitely erect penis.
"I mean it, Martin," she said, her voice breaking. "And that's final!"
It was if she were walking a tightrope, trying desperately to hold her balance. It was too precarious. The slightest move on Martin's part would topple her over.
He taunted her by stroking his penis, keeping it hard and erect.
Her dream was coming back to haunt her.
"We'll have to talk, you and I," Edith said, bending over to pick up her bra and blouse and to toss Martin the towel she had brought him. "This can't go on. I won't go to bed with you, Martin. Find yourself a girl your own age if you're so eager to lose your virginity."
"Don't you think it's time I did lose my cherry?" Martin asked indignantly. "And I don't want to fuck a girl my own age. I want you, damn it! And I've felt this way for a long time now only I've never had the guts to tell you. I can't stand it anymore! I don't know what to do to make you say yes. I'm ready to fuck you right here and now and still you won't let me. It's not like you have a boyfriend or anything. I know you don't!" He was painfully close to tears now.
Oh, God, Edith thought. What am I going to do? The boy looks like he's going to have a nervous breakdown!
"You're too young for me...." Edith said feebly.
"I'm old enough to do it," Martin insisted, holding back his tears.
Edith didn't know what to say. It was no good talking to him. They were beyond talk now. Things had already progressed too far.
Edith knew if he reached out and touched her now she would be done for. There was no running away from the problem, not when she and Martin lived in the same house. The implicit trust the boy's parents had in her was all too close to crumbling.
But, after all, what harm could it do? Why not teach the boy. Introduce him to the myriad pleasures of sex as no other girl his own age could do. It might all be to his benefit. His infatuation with an older woman couldn't last indefinitely.
After all, Edith rationalized to herself, my life could do with a little spicing up. I'm too wrapped up with his house. There's always something to do. Why shouldn't I allow myself some pleasure, especially at the hands of such a willing young man.
Who says dreams don't come true! He let the towel drop to the floor again and stood before her in all his naked glory. He stood closer to her.
"I won't let you go," he whispered in her ear as his hand moved down to cup her breast. "I want you to suck my cock. I want to feel your lips and tongue on my cock head. I want you to taste my cum. I want to fuck your mouth, Edith, fuck your mouth, fuck your mouth, fuck ... your ... mouth...."
"Let's go to your room," she managed to say in a choked voice.
He was careful to lock the door behind them once they were in his room.
She gazed hungrily at his firm young body. His skin was so smooth, hairless as a girl's save for the bushiness of his blond pubic mound. His cock remained thoroughly erect.
Edith felt suddenly so weak she had to sit down on the side of the boy's unmade bed.
He sat down beside her, his dick standing up at attention.
Her mouth watered.
"Martin...."
"Sshhh. We can talk later. I'm ready for you, Edith. I've been waiting so long for this moment...."
And so have I, she was finally able to admit to herself without any sense of guilt or trepidation.
She slipped down to her knees in front of him.
"In your mouth," he moaned, his voice quivering with sexual anticipation.
She leaned forward and her tongue reached out to run up and down the impressive length of his erect dong.
Martin began to tremble. For him, the pleasure was just beginning.
He gazed down at her tits, and the red nipples pressing against his thighs. He wished Edith had taken the trouble to remove her skirt before going down on him, but taking it off later would only give him something to look forward to. For the moment he was content to watch her tongue sweep daringly over his exposed peter. It was obvious Edith knew exactly what she was doing, as Martin thought she would.
"Tastes so good," Edith murmured as she took the swollen mushroom shape of his dick head into her mouth, wrapping her lips over his glans. A watery drop of pre-cum emerged from his open hole and she tasted its salty essence, finding it very much to her liking.
"Ohhh, boy!" the boy gasped, his eyes glued to what was happening to his fuck pole.
Edith concentrated on the tip of his penis, which she could feel swelling up with desire between her ardently sucking lips. As in her dream, she hoped the boy wouldn't cum too quickly; she wanted to enjoy every inch of his dong. It was just as well they weren't fucking yet. It was better if he came once or even twice before they coupled; that way he would last longer before cumming inside her and she could perhaps achieve her wish for multiple orgasms while he hammered away between her thighs.
She marveled at the shape of his cock. It was so perfect! Thick and pulsating with desire and it had to be nearly ten inches in length. His balls were heavy with cum, covered with short wiry hairs. She nestled the sac in the palm of her hand, rubbing the two prominent testicles together, making the youngster groan aloud in ecstasy.
He leaned over and rubbed her tit globes together while starting to hump up into her mouth, an obvious suggestion that she start consuming more of his cock.
She held onto the lower part of his tremulous shaft with one hand and let her fleshy pink tongue trail down the entire length of his penis, pausing to tug at his pubic hairs with her teeth. Then she took one testicle into her mouth and sucked on it, careful to be gentle with it.
Martin grimaced and whispered something under his breath Edith couldn't catch. But it was obvious from the look on his handsome young face he was having the time of his life.
Saliva pooled among his pubes and ran down his inner thigh, but Martin didn't care. All he wanted now was to see every inch of his aroused member slowly, ever so slowly disappear between Edith's red-hot lips.
She paused to suck on his other testicle, making it shiny and wet with her saliva. Then her tongue gradually travelled back up his dick shaft, as if each inch represented a mile, and drilled lovingly into his gaping slit, which she opened all the way by giving his cock shaft a quick squeeze.
"Ohhh, man...." Martin gasped.
He was in heaven. It was sheer ecstasy! Already he was very close to shooting his wad.
Edith was completely lost in what she was doing. She never thought sucking his dick could be such a turn-on. She loved the smooth, slightly rubbery feel of it, the way it pulsated each time her tongue flicked over it.
She kissed the tip of his glans, again tasting his preliminary watery secretions, a mere hint of all the steaming jism to follow, and slipped his organ into her mouth.
Martin grinned from ear to ear. This was what he was waiting for!
"Suck it all ... suck it all...."
The first few inches were easy, but Edith had never encountered a penis so long before.
Martin moaned ecstatically as he felt his sensitive glans make delicious contact with the back of Edith's throat. Her teeth grazed against his shaft, further enhancing his already rapturous pleasure.
A little over half the length of his tool had disappeared between Edith's lips before she felt herself starting to gag. So as not to interrupt the exciting suck tempo she had initiated, Edith contented herself with lavishing her attention on the upper part of his throbbing prick.
Martin's ass hopped up and down on the bed, thrusting his cock up to meet her downward sucking until a mutually satisfying rhythm had been established.
"Any second now," he groaned. "I can feel it now. Can't hold it back much longer ... ohhh ... ahhhh!"
Wad after hot wad of cum sauce splattered against the roof of her mouth as Martin reached a blindingly intense orgasm. He fell back on the bed, only the lower part of his body still moving as she milked his balls dry with the expert manipulations of her lips and tongue.
He felt his cock slap gently against his belly when she was finished. He opened his eyes and was treated to the sight of her running her tongue over cum-stained lips. He could plainly see she loved the taste of his cream.
Martin sat up and began removing her skirt. Soon she was standing in front of him dressed only in a pale blue pair of panties. He could make out the shadow of her pubic mound within. The front of her panties were already moist with her juices. He was pleased to see she was aroused and that thought made it impossible for him to lose his hard-on, even if he wanted to.
He was ready for the next phase of their lovemaking.
She lay down beside him on his bed and they kissed, her tongue slipping between his lips for him to suck. Her hands were seemingly all over him at once-caressing his belly, his arms and thighs and balls and cock.
Martin slipped his hand inside her panties, combing his fingers through her luxurious bush of black pubic hair. His hand quickly became saturated with her juices.
He rubbed the tips of his fingers against her puffy cunt lips while she drilled her tongue into his ear, biting the lobe until he thought she would send him through the ceiling.
She reached underneath him to caress his slim young buttocks, than ran her middle finger directly against his asshole.
"Wow!" he exclaimed. "You want to do everything!"
"Isn't that what you want to do too?"
He pulled off her panties and studied her pussy. Edith spread her legs apart invitingly, letting him see inside her passage. He beheld her pink inner flesh folds, vicious with her abundant juices, and his heart started to flutter like a captive bird inside his chest.
"It's the first time you've seen a woman's cunt, isn't it?" Edith asked, running her fingers through Martin's thick mop of curly blond hair.
Martin nodded solemnly. He'd never seen a girl his own age naked, let alone a beautiful woman like Edith. He'd seen glossy girlie magazines, all the guys at school had at one time or another, but not the real thing. That is, not until now.
"Well, do you like what you see?" Edith asked, slipping her own forefinger into her dripping snatch and offering it for Martin to taste.
He sucked on her finger for a moment, removing every trace of her fuck sauce. He smiled to himself.
"Not bad, eh?" Edith remarked, planting her hand back on his cock.
"Delicious," he said, prying open her cunt folds to look directly into her snatch. He slipped his own forefinger into her hot, wet depth and slurped up more of her essence.
He inched down the length of her body, the tip of his cock rubbing against her leg, leaving in its wake a glistening trail of pre-cum fluid, and, dick in hand, he rubbed his glans against her vulva, looking up at Edith to see her reaction.
She closed her eyes and moaned appreciatively.
"Let's fuck," he said, his voice huskier than normal. "Oh, shit! Do I need a rubber or something? I just realized I don't even have one. Shit!"
Edith couldn't help laughing. "Don't worry," she reassured the inexperienced youth. "We can fuck without one."
Martin breathed an audible sigh of relief. "Hey, that's great. I don't think I'd like it as much with one on anyway. You're not gonna get pregnant or anything like that, are you?"
"Would you like a boy or a girl?" Edith asked with mock seriousness.
Martin laughed uneasily.
"Relax. There's nothing to worry about. Let's just enjoy ourselves, shall we?"
Martin knelt between her spread legs.
"Need a little help?" Edith asked.
Martin grinned sheepishly. "Yeah, maybe. I mean, uh...."
"Lean forward and lie down on top of me," Edith instructed, reaching out to take hold of his cock and guide it toward her steaming flesh hole. "That's it ... forward a bit more. Slowly ... don't worry, you're doing just fine. Let me do all the work for you...."
Martin felt his dick slip into her honey passage, her muscles and membranes taking firm hold of his shaft and pulling it deep, deep into her.
Edith rejoiced in the feel of his enormous dick as it filled her inch by inch to absolute capacity. It was a tight fit, to be sure, but her narrow fuck passage was able to accommodate the teenager's prong as if it were meant especially for her.
Martin settled himself gently on top of her, feeling her erect nipples digging into his chest. "Ohhh, that's nice," he moaned. "So fucking nice!"
He seemed content just to lie there.
His thrusts were tentative at first, as if he wasn't sure if he was doing it correctly, but with a little bit more encouragement from Edith he became more relaxed, more sure of himself.
"That's it, nice and slow," Edith whispered. "Let me feel every delicious length of your manly cock."
Her excited words heated his blood to the boiling point.
His fuck thrusts became more rapid. He couldn't help himself. It was as if someone was propelling him from behind. Each time he rammed into her he could feel her inner flesh folds caress his tool like innumerable little slithering hands, wet and hot with her juices. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and he was loving every moment of it!
"You're so tight ... so hot ... and wet...." he gasped, one hand lifting up her right breast so he could suckle like a baby on her pointed nipple.
Edith was in seventh heaven. His cock was like an enormous snake inside her, as if it had a life of its own, opening myriad channels of pleasure from deep inside her silky depths.
Edith had not had many men in her life, though she had lost her virginity at eighteen, never had fucking been like this, opening up a whole new world of precious sensations. Her body felt as if it were on fire. She tingled from her head to her toes.
She wrapped her legs around his slim waist, as if holding on for dear life as his fuck thrusts picked up tempo. Each time he slammed into her she could feel every square inch of his manly dong. It felt as thick as a tree turnk inside her. She never thought it possible her tight channel could stretch so much to retain every thick inch.
She clutched his ass cheeks with both hands, leaving marks on his pale young flesh, but he didn't seem to mind, or even be aware she was touching him there. He was lost completely in pure cock sensations. His entire universe was now centered between his legs.
"You fuck so well," she whispered in his ear. "You fuck like a pro. God, how I love that cock of yours! It's so big, Martin, so tremendously big and thick. And your balls! I can feel them slapping against me each time you send your dick back inside my pussy, where it belongs. Why did we wait so long before doing this? You were right, baby, we were both meant for this!"
It felt to Edith as if they were the only two people on earth, left only to enjoy one another's body.
Martin became a little too excited and pulled his cock all the way out at one point so they had to pause while Edith helped him reinsert it, but the exciting fuck rhythm was quickly restored and Edith could feel an orgasm blossoming like a flower deep inside her.
She was surprised he had held up without cumming this long, considering how obviously excited he was.
I have myself a real stud! she thought, bucking up to meet his now frantic downward thrusts.
His ass reared up in the air and he plunged down into her oozing cunt, filling it to sweet capacity. The pleasure thrills were like mild electrical shocks. Her every nerve end was glowing in ecstasy!
The bedsprings sounded as he pounded away on her cunt, his fuck thrusts becoming faster and faster.
"Harder!" Edith called out. "Ohhh, Jesus, yes, yes yes yes!"
The pressure was slowly building up inside her until she thought her dream was about to come true: that she would truly be ripped in two.
"Ohhh, so tight, tight ... hot and tight!" Martin gasped between tightly clenched teeth. He was trying hard not to cum, at least not until Edith had first, but it was difficult to keep from shooting his aching cum load. His dick was ready to explode!
As if sensing his dilemma, Edith's body responded by erupting into the most joyous orgasm of her life. It hit her like an approaching locomotive. The pleasure was all-encompassing. She was blanketed in a fierce, ecstatic heat which filtered out to every part of her body, its sheer intensity almost numbing her.
She bellowed out Martin's name, hoping the neighbors couldn't hear her, and clutched his body tightly to hers.
A moment later she felt his cock going into spasmodic convulsions inside her. He gave out a half strangled cry and he rammed deep inside her and ejaculated, filling her cavity with his essence.
His entire body shuddered in ecstasy.
Wad after sizzling hot wad emptied into her, sparking renewed sensations until she was experiencing yet another orgasm, fresh on the heels of the first one.
It-was almost too much for Edith to handle The pleasure thrills were indescribably keen and seemed to go on forever. Martin-the handsome young stud-continued to slam into her until she thought he would hurt himself. He moaned and gasped and cursed in delight, his balls tightening as every last drop of jism was emptied from his balls.
Afterward, he lay on top of her, panting for breath, both their bodies bathed in sweat.
"Ohh, Lord," Edith muttered under her breath. "Martin ... ohhh, Martin...."
"Was it okay?" he asked.
Edith giggled like a little girl. "Was it okay?" she repeated. "It was fabulous!"
That seemed to please Martin to no end.
He slipped out of her and lay on his back alongside Edith. "Just think," he said. "I'm not a virgin anymore. Gosh, if the guys knew what just happened...." His voice trailed off dreamily.
"Never mind about the guys," Edith warned him. "Remember your promise, kiddo."
Martin smiled. "Don't worry, I'm not about to tell anyone, I promise." He propped himself up on one elbow and looked at Edith. "This isn't going to be it, is it? I mean, we can do this again, can't we?"
Edith sighed. "It would be best if it were the last time, actually. But no, this won't be the only time. I know that as well as you do. I feel like a fly caught in a spider's web. There's no point fighting; there's no possible way out."
Martin lay back and clasped his hands behind his head. He looked thoroughly pleased with himself.
And well he should be, Edith thought. He put on quite a show for me!
She saw his cock had finally dwindled in size. Even flaccid, it was still very impressive.
I only pray no one finds out about this, she thought, leaning over to plant a long wet kiss on his lips.
As they continued to French kiss passionately, sucking on each other's tongue, Edith stroked the boy's limp penis. It slowly grew hard and firm in her hand.
"You're not worn out now, are you?" she joked.
"Mmmm," the boy replied, licking the tip of her pointed nipple.
"My pussy's feeling awfully lonely now. It needs something to keep it company. Something nice and hard...."
As if to illustrate her words, Edith stroked his lusty tool to full erectness. Then she sat up and straddled his thighs, still holding onto his hard dick, pointing it straight up directly under her open gash.
"This time I'll be on top," she said. Then she lowered herself onto his prick, spearing herself with it.
"Ohhh, it's even better this way," Martin gasped, his face bright with anticipation. He looked down the length of his naked body and watched as his dick slowly disappeared between Edith's quivering cunt lips.
Her back arched slightly as he entered her to the hilt. It was now that she could readily appreciate just how awesome his dick really was. Her entire body tensed up like a spring as he filed her, forcing her narrow passage to expand. And expand even further still.
But this only added to Edith's burgeoning pleasure. As her lower body slowly rose and fell, rose and fell, she could feel his member burying itself all the way up her fuck channel, until only his plump balls remained outside her steaming confines.
"Ride me!" Martin cried joyously. He held onto her hips with both hands, steadying her body as it created wondrous lovemaking rhythm that soon had them both climbing the walls in ecstasy.
Edith was soon hopping up and down so hard the bed actually started to move, while the bedsprings sounded out her every move.
"Ohhh, Martin, this is the only way to fuck!" she bellowed, completely lost in the cunt sensations now blossoming out from her ravaged pussy.
She felt his hands move up and down her thighs, then over her buttocks. He paused in his frantic caresses to press his middle finger against her puckered red asshole, making her feel suddenly weak as a kitten.
Then his hands moved up her waist and belly until they were fondling her pendulous breasts, making the two rosy-red nipples as hard and pointed as possible, and equally as sensitive. It felt as if sparks were shooting out of the tips of his fingers.
Her honey sauce oozed steadily from within her gaping hole. Martin gazed down and saw that each time his dick momentarily pulled out from Edith's cunt hole it was completely saturated with her juices, the aromatic scent of which filled the air around them.
They were both moaning and groaning in ecstasy, as if trying to verbally outdo one another. The pleasure they were giving each other was beyond words.
Edith oculd feel her cuntal muscles and membranes starting to contract as the beginnings of an orgasm took shape deep inside her. She could swear the prominent mushroom shape of his savagely thrusting peter was slamming into her very backbone, threatening to pierce through her lower back. She had never experienced anything like it before, even when they had fucked for the first time.
Each time is going to be a new and exciting adventure, Edith thought to herself. I can see that now!
In and out, in and out, in and out. His cockhead felt as big as a man's fist and it reamed directly underneath Edith's quivering clitoris. Wave after delicious wave of female fuck sensations were sent out to envelope her entire body.
Still she cried: "More! More!" She was on the brink of what promised to be a thunderous orgasm.
"I'm fucking you as hard as I can," Martin insisted between tightly clenched teeth. His ass was dancing up and down on the mattress, moving faster and faster.
"I know, my little stud boy, and it feels fantastic!"
Edith couldn't sit up any longer. She leaned forward, letting the boy play with her swinging tits, rejoicing in the feel of his lips on her nipples. He sucked on her pointed red orbs so hard she thought the suction created by his mouth would surely rip them from her breasts!
Their panting breaths filled the air. Their naked bodies were slippery with sweat as they struggled to reach the ultimate orgasm.
Edith was the first to cum, releasing a flood of female cum sauce which further lubricated his manly fuck thrusts, so that he could penetrate her innermost cuntal depths.
He had her on the brink of tears, practically weeping for joy.
"Fuck me!" she cried, half hysterical with ecstasy. "Fuck me hard and good, my little fuck-boy!"
Martin was more than happy to accommodate her wish.
Edith reached another blissfully intense orgasm, shuddering in delight. She could feel the boy's dick expanding inside her tight little channel, readying to explode itself.
Hold on! a voice in her head cried. Just for another few seconds ... I can feel another one ... yes ... yesss!"
She climaxed a third time. She felt as if she had just been punched in the stomach. The air left her lungs, forcing her to pant heavily for breath. She thought she would faint.
Her body went slack and it was up to Martin to continue his wicked cock thrusts, his nubile young body working frantically to keep up the momentum they had mutually begun.
Finally, he, too, climaxed, his fingers digging into Edith's buttocks, leaving distinct fingernail marks on her pale smooth flesh. He forced her down on his tool and kept her there, grinding away while he spewed wad after wad of cream until it was crawling out the corners of her ravaged pussy and down the inside of his thighs to stain the sheets beneath.
When it was over she collapsed alongside him, waiting for her pulse rate to return to normal.
After she had caught her breath, she was surprised to find Martin had fallen asleep.
"The poor dear!" she whispered to herself. "I've worn him right out!"
She decided to wait a few minutes before waking him up so they could renew their feverish lovemaking once again.
CHAPTER THREE
A week later, just prior to Martin's parents announcing they would be going to Europe for a week to ten days, Edith had her first erotic dream which centered on David, eighteen years old.
Although David was equally as good looking as his sibling, Edith had more than she could handle with Martin, and had never really thought of David in sexual terms, as she secretly had his older brother.
Like Martin, David was small for his age, and skinny. His baby face made him look more like thirteen than eighteen. He, too, was shy around girls his own age, more so than Martin if that was possible. There was always a group of girls trailing behind him as he walked home from school in the afternoon. Now that school was over for the summer, Edith wondered if any of the girls would be brave enough to ring the front bell.
In her dream, David was upstairs, taking a bath, something he rarely did; he preferred to shower. But such is the logic of dreams, particularly when a sexually stimulating scenario was about to unfold.
The bathroom was misty from steam generated from the hot water. David had one leg idly hooked over the porcelain rim of the tub, squeezing streaming water from a washcloth over his shoulders. Droplets of water streamed down his back in slow motion. His hair was fashionably long and curly like Martin's though more a dirty-blond color than a true blond. His body was smooth and hairless. Neither of them had a trace of chest hair, even though they were both in their late teens.
He suddenly called out Edith's name, in a way no woman in her right mind would resist.
The bathroom door swung open of its own accord and Edith stood there, dressed in a short see-through nightie.
The boy smiled invitingly and Edith was quickly enveloped in the mist-like steam. The door closed behind them. The boy's pale body, half submerged in the water, seemed to glow with an exciting irradiance, as if his anticipation created an aura around him, much like the moonlight did to Martin in one of Edith's other dreams.
He offered the dripping washcloth to Edith and told her to wash his back for him.
She walked over to the tub and knelt down alongside him, catching a quick glance of his light brown pubic bush, and of his young penis which seemed to float like a balloon on the water's surface.
As Edith proceeded to wash his back, he leaned over and slipped his wet hand inside the flimsy material of Edith's nightie. She felt his hand cup her left breast and she began to tremble, feeling his fingers moving over her tit flesh, pausing to gently tweak her nipple until it grew pointed and erect.
Edith sighed in ecstasy.
So, she thought, he's not as inexperienced as I thought!
She could feel the muscles in his shoulders as she caressed him with the washcloth. Then their lips met and the washcloth fell from her fingers.
He sucked on her tongue and moaned, and his lips were so hot they felt on fire.
He squeezed her other tit and Edith nearly went through the ceiling.
Her arm went around his neck as they French kissed, sucking on one another's tongue. Her free hand landed on the boy's firm young chest. She rubbed her heel of her palm against his boyish little nipples, making them as hard and sensitive as her own.
She ran her tongue over his teeth and gums, his moans echoing in her ears.
Her nightie was becoming soaked now as he reached deeper inside, fingers inching down her quivering belly, to touch her bushy sex.
"You're a virgin, aren't you?" she whispered between passionate kisses. "You've never been with a girl before, have you?" The idea that this was his first intimate moment with a member of the opposite sex thrilled Edith.
"Your tits ... so big...." he gasped, his face flushed with excitement. He couldn't keep his hands off them. "Now I want to feel your cunt ... your hot, wet cunt!"
She felt his fingers brushing through her triangle of black pubic hair, tugging at them, making her groan in ecstasy.
Her nightie started to tear, but Edith didn't care.
Her hand slid down his wet stomach and made contact with his hard young cock. It wasn't as thick as Martin's but it was nevertheless very long, the head equally as bulbous. She felt his nuts-completely hairless-and cupped them in the palm of her hand, rolling the testicles around like two golf balls, feeling their heavy cum-filled weight.
She started to jerk him off.
He leaned over to gaze hungrily down at her pussy, revealed through a rip in her nightie. He could smell her sweetly scented love juice.
She fisted his cock, feeling it thicken in her hand. It throbbed as her fist massaged it, moving up and down, up and down, her wet fingers giving the boy added pleasure.
His hand suddenly went limp and he lay back in the tub, eyes ecstatically half closed. He started to thrash around in the tub as Edith brought him closer and closer to an orgasm. Water sloshed over the rim of the tub, soaking Edith's nightie completely.
"Faster!" the boy commanded, grinning wildly from ear to ear. He looked so young and fragile, so completely at Edith's mercy!
She did as he asked, her fingers deftly massaging his expanded boy-root until she knew he was only moments away from shooting his cum load.
He couldn't keep still in the water. Water splashed against the tiled wall and against Edith, until her nightie clung wetly to every delicious curve of her body. It was as if she were completely naked. David couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Faster!" he cried. "FASTER!"
Her fist was a mere blur as it raced up and down his raging tumescence. She was creating a small whirlpool effect around his loins, water frothing intensely around his middle as she pumped faster and faster.
"Oh, baby!" he bellowed, his ass hopping on the bottom of the tub.
His back arched in the water and he threw his head back and howled in delight as his dick erupted like a volcano, spewing wads of thick, hot cum sauce, splattering both Edith and himself. Cum oozed down his naked chest. A drop slid from Edith's chin.
David's mouth gaped open. He moaned like an animal in heat. Seeing his reaction, and watching his young body jerk and twist while his cock contracted violently, was the most exciting thing Edith had ever seen.
She could feel her pussy tingling and knew that she would soon have to satisfy the craving of her own loins.
Her fist continued travelling up and down his peter until the last drop of cum slid viciously down her knuckles and into the water, where it floated like an ameba.
Then Edith stood up and peeled off the ripped nightie. She stepped into the tub, which was large enough to hold two people, and sat facing the startled youngster. Her feet locked against his buttocks.
"Now it's your turn to wash my back," Edith said. "Don't bother with the washcloth. Just use your hands."
David slid closer to Edith, until his penis was pressing against her belly. He wrapped his legs around her. He took the bar of fragrant soap and got a lather going between his hands.
Edith turned on the hot water faucet to replenish the water lost while she had been jerking off the teenager.
"Where do you want me to start?" he asked, his face shining with anticipation.
"Anywhere your heart desires," Edith replied. But by way of suggestion, she lifted up her large tits and ran her hands over them, making the nipples look like two red arrow tips.
Grinning mischievously, David got the hint and replaced Edith's hands with his own. Her tits disappeared in soap suds as the youngster's fingers prodded and kneaded her tit flesh.
"Mmmm. It feels like you've done this before...."
The boy actually blushed. "No, Edith, I've never done anything like this before."
"If you're a good boy and do everything Edith tells you to, well ... just maybe I'll steal that little cherry of yours."
She planted her lips firmly on his and enjoyed a prolonged wet kiss. His hands remained on her knockers, thumb and forefingers tweaking both nipples simultaneously. Shivers ran up and down Edith's spine like an electric current.
The tub was full of steaming water again, keeping Edith's tits half submerged.
She flet his dick growing hard again, inching up her belly, his shaft pressing against her hairy mound.
The boy's hands disappeared under the water and caressed her thighs. She could feel her cunt muscles spasming at the close proximity of his probing fingers.
"Why don't you wash my cunt," Edith suggested, her voice low and husky. She pushed herself up slightly, her bush rubbing against the boy's stiff member. "In fact, I've got an even better idea...."
She threw her legs up over his shoulders, spreading her snatch for him. He looked down and his eyes widened with pleasure.
"Wow!" he gasped in wonderment. He sniffed the air. "Mmmm. Smells good!'
"Tastes good too, Davy," she cooed. "Why don't you let your tongue slip inside my snatch and see for yourself...."
At first the boy seemed startled by the idea, as if oral sex was completely new to him. This reaction on his part further heightened Edith's aroused state. She could feel her heart pounding against her chest.
"You sure it's okay?" he asked, never looking more innocent and boyish.
"Positive." Edith could barely speak, she was so excited. The mere thought of feeling-let alone seeing-the boy's tongue slide all the way up her snatch passage was almost more than she could stand.
The youngster lowered his head until his mouth was less than an inch away from her steaming pussy.
"That's it...."
As if in slow motion, his tongue darted out like a serpent.
"Hurry, my horny little stud," Edith gasped. "I'm ready for you ... so, so ready!"
And this was true: Her cunt was creaming steadily. Juice oozed out of the corners of her livid red gash, filling the air around them with her aromatic female scent that filled David's nostrils and made him giddy with adolescent lust.
He leaned forward until the tip of his tongue was just brushing against her wiry pubic hairs. Edith thought she would go out of her mind if he didn't hurry and fuck her with his tongue.
He licked her bush, not touching her swollen cunt lips just yet. Edith felt herself go weak with anticipation.
"Now!" she begged him. "Do as Edith asks, darling. Lick me! Lick my cunt completely clean. I want to see you swallow every drop of my cunt cream!"
Still his tongue darted among her pubic hairs, like a snake losing itself in the tall grass.
"Ohhh, you're driving me mad!" she cried, slapping the tiled wall in frustration. While only a few moments had passed since the boy's tongue appeared, it felt like years to Edith.
Finally, the tip of his tongue slid up and down the vertical slit. He clasped his hands under her buttocks, which were still under water, and drew her sex closer to his mouth.
Her strong fragrance rose to greet his nostrils, filling his head like a cloud, intoxicating him as if he had suddenly downed a bottle of expensive champagne without pausing for breath.
Edith couldn't take her eyes off what he was doing to her. His tongue darted in and out of her opening as he pried apart her flesh folds with his lips.
It was a feeling unlike anything Edith had ever felt before. It was as if the sole purpose of David's lips and tongue was to give her pleasure, more pleasure than she dreamed possible. Already he was doing wondrous things to her pussy, caressing the tear-shaped nubin of desire inside her, a rainbow of colors exploding before her eyes.
"Sweet Mother of God!" Edith moaned, the heels of her feet digging into the boy's lower back.
He feasted on her pussy, his Adam's apple bouncing like a ping pong ball each time he swallowed her delicious cunt juice. Edith couldn't have asked for a more arousing sight to behold while the pleasure sensations boiled deep within her loins, She pressed down on the top of his head, forcing his lips to act like powerful suction cups on her sex while his tongue continued to wriggle inside of her as far as it could possibly go.
Her thighs pressed against the boy's head as she climaxed, her body shuddering in ecstasy.
"Again!"she cried. "Again! Again!"
The eighteen-year-old youngster was eager to please. He concentrated on her sensitized clit button, wrapping his tongue around it until Edith screamed for mercy. But David wouldn't let up.
He caressed her swollen button until Edith came again.
"Ohhh, my God, you're so good ... my sweet little tongue fucker!" Now it was Edith's turn to frantically gyrate her body in the tub, water cascading down over the rim to form steaming puddles on the bathroom floor.
David munched on Edith's vagina as if he had his mouth buried in a thick cluster of sweet cotton candy. He couldn't get enough of the taste of her succulent flesh folds, oozing with honey.
He ate her out with a vengeance, his nostrils clogged with her cunt fluid.
Edith's screams echoing in the bathroom, sounding unnaturally loud. Her head was spinning. It was as if her body was being overloaded with pure pussy sensations. She was being lifted higher and higher until she thought she would explode!
"Tongue me ... tongue me ... ohhh what a tongue you have ... filling me like a big, fat dick!"
She revelled in another orgasm. And another.
David started to masturbate as he sucked on her vagina. His hand pumped furiously at his throbbing hard-on, like a piston working underwater.
Edith wished it were her hand instead, but she couldn't reach down far enough to give the boy the kind of pleasure he wanted while eating her out. Besides, she was too busy trying to control the spasms her body was going through as she experienced yet another startlingly intense orgasm.
Her juice coated the top of the bathwater like an oil slick, the sweet scent of it cutting through the air like a proverbial knife.
He climaxed himself, cum shooting up into the air in thick gobs, smearing her inner thighs. Since he couldn't prop her up while he masturbated, Edith had to hold herself up, so her pusssy would remain above water, a task proving to be increasingly more difficult as orgasm after orgasm swept over her, robbing her of all strength.
Cum kept shooting out of the boy's gaping slit, more than she would have thought possible from one orgasm. Jism flew up in the air and splattered her entire body.
David was enjoying such an intense orgasm, he could no longer be bothered to tongue-out Edith's aching twat.
She waited for him to finish, but his cock still contined to ejaculate. Wads of cum were floating on the water like little islands.
Edith couldn't wait any longer. She started to masturbate herself, imagining the boy was fucking her, that her fingers were actually his beautiful young tool, slamming into her again and again, searching out those special sensitive areas Edith herself didn't realize existed.
She was working herself up to a feverish pitch, keeping her back wedged against the floor of the tub so she couldn't slide underwater.
The boy's fist was a mere blur as it raced up and down over his continuously spewing member. His balls looked as big as grapefruits, containing a seemingly never ending supply of boy-jism.
Edith prayed he would soon stop, so they could fuck. Her own hand was a poor substitute for such an exquisite penis, certainly the most beautiful she had ever seen, especially now that it was so hard and long and swollen beyond belief, emptying its precious contents all over the both of them.
The water churned like a whirlpool inside the tub as their naked bodies twisted and turned and writhed in ecstasy.
Boy-cum oozed down the tiled wall and into the tub. It dripped from Edith's breasts and down her belly and thighs, a never ending supply of semen that threatened to drown them both.
It can't go on! Edith thought with alarm.
But it did. The boy's face was beet-red with exertion as his hand pumped furiously, as if guided by a mind of its own.
"Save some for me!" Edith called out, her fingers wedged deep inside her pussy, forcing orgasm after orgasm out of her ravaged pussy. "We have to fuck! Stop and stick it in my pussy!"
But David wasn't listening. He was lost completely in his own self-abuse.
"We can't fuck!" he finally bellowed. "You're already fucking Martin. You can't fuck us both ... can't ... can't...." His voice faded away.
Edith couldn't stop masturbating. It felt too damn good! "Save some for me. We can fuck, we can ... we can!"
But it was too late. The boy was starting to fade ... fade ... leaving only Edith in the tub, masturbating as if her very life depended upon it.
She awoke with a start, her hand clutching her vagina, body shuddering in uncontrollable ecstasy as she climaxed, leaving the bedsheet saturated with her juices.
"Damn!" she muttered under her breath. "If only it wasn't just a dream...."
That was the last thought she had in mind before falling back into a restful sleep.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Martin, I think it's ridiculous you don't want to go to England with your father and me," his mother said.
"But you're only going to be gone for a week," he protested.
"So? A week is plenty of time to see the sights."
"But, mom, I've already been to London."
"Darling, that was years ago. You're older now and more able to appreciate the theater, the museums, the lovely architecture."
"Yeah, but...."
"Any boy your age would be thrilled to go. And it's not as if we're going to France or Italy where there might be a language difficulty, though virtually everyone speaks English in the large cities anyway. If your father had more time we'd probably go to Paris or Rome or even Venice.
There are so many places you haven't seen yet."
"And there's still plenty of time for me to see them too."
"Oh, Martin," she said, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "You are a strange young boy. Your brother is thrilled with the idea of going. And your father's company would pay for your ticket also."
Martin didn't want to go to London with his brother and parents for one specific reason: He would be left alone with Edith. They would have a complete week to themselves, without the worry of being caught together.
Martin thought of the idea of asking if Edith could come along with them to England, but he knew this would be impractical. She would have to stay behind to watch over the house until their return. So that would mean a whole week without his older lover, and the boy didn't think he could stand being away from her for that long.
Martin and his mother were sitting out on the patio, alongside the kidney-shaped pool, which glittered with the late morning sunshine.
Edith walked out from the kitchen with a pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice.
"Let me ask you something, Edith," Martin's mother said thoughtfully. "If you were Martin's age, and you had an opportunity to spend a week or even ten days in London, England, with your parents, with plenty of time, mind you, to be off on your own if that's what you wanted, would you refuse to go?"
Edith poured them each a tall glass of orange juice. She had no choice but to answer, "Well, of course I wouldn't, Mrs. Williams. Not many boys have such an opportunity to see another country."
"Exactly my point," Mrs. Williams said, smiling triumphantly at her son. "Martin, my mind is made up. You're going with us."
"But mom, my friends are here. We have games scheduled. Swimming ... uh, lots of things...." Martin felt himself reddening under his mother's steady gaze.
"Baseball can wait. Your friends will still be here when we return. My God, Martin, we're not going for the entire summer. It's only a week to ten days. No, my mind is made up, and, besides, your father would be furious if he heard you talking this way." She turned to face Edith. "Imagine, not wanting to go to Europe because of a couple of baseball games with your friends, not all of whom I particularly approve of anyway."
Martin looked to Edith for support, but he realized she couldn't give him any; she was right in siding with his mother, otherwise it would all sound a little suspicious.
"Okay, okay," he muttered under his breath.
"Good!" his mother said, finishing her glass of orange juice. "Now I must run. There are a few things I must pick up for myself for the trip."
"I'm sorry, darling," Edith said. She heard Mrs. Williams' car start and sat next to Martin under the protective canopy of a large, brightly striped umbrella. "The week will go by quickly. There'll be lots for you to do, and you'll have David for company. You won't be leaving for a few days anyway."
Martin shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. It's just that I was hoping not to have to go. A whole week alone with you...." His voice trailed off wistfully.
"There's time right now," Edith said, placing her hand on his bare thigh. Martin was wearing a tight pair of faded cut-offs, which did everything to accentuate the arousing bulge of his crotch and the slim line of his buttocks.
Martin's face brightened. "Yeah, you're right. Mom'll be out all day shopping as usual and David went to the beach with his friends. Let's go up to my room!"
He took Edith by the hand and, giggling like two little kids, they raced up the stairs to his room.
Martin lay back on his bed, hands clasped behind his head. "Do a little striptease for me. Make me good and horny!"
Standing at the foot of the bed, Edith slowly started to unbutton her bouse.
(Mrs. Williams insisted Edith always dress neatly in blouse and skirt, or an appropriate summer dress.)
Already, the boy could feel his dick uncoiling like a snake in his shorts, blood rushing to fill his cock shaft.
"Why don't you take off your T-shirt," Edith suggested, her pulse quickening, "so I can look at your naked chest while I'm stripping."
Martin grinned, glad to see she was really getting into it. "Sure," he said, quickly pulling off the T-shirt, feeling the fabric rubbing against his boyish little teats. He lay back, dressed only in cut-offs.
"That's more like it," Edith smiled, the buttons of her blouse becoming undone, one by one.
"How about a little music," Martin suggested. He leaned over and turned on his tape deck. Rock music blasted out of the two speakers at either side of the room. He turned down the volume until it was just background music, putting Edith in the mood.
Edith began to dance, her tits bobbing up and down in her bra. She soon had the blouse off, and was reaching around to free her shapely, melon-shaped breasts. Martin could see the pointed nipples pressing against the bra cups, as if ready to rip right through the white-laced fabric.
He could feel his dick getting longer and thicker, rising up his belly, pulsating with desire. For Edith's sake, he ran his hands over his chest, pausing to rub his own nipples. He caressed them with thumb and forefinger.
"My little fuck boy," Edith whispered as her bra fell to the floor. "Mmmm. I can't wait to feel your dick slicing through my cunt like a knife!"
"Tell me what else you want," the nineteen-year-old gasped.
"I want to suck your dick and taste every delicious drop of your hot jism. My mouth is already watering...." She lifted up her tits, offering them up to Martin, at the same time dancing closer to him, alongside the bed.
His dick was now hard as a rock. He couldn't help rubbing the prominent bulge of his crotch.
"I want to feel your tongue on my nipples," Edith continued in a sultry voice, completely captivating the boy, as if he were about to fuck her for the first time. He reached out to slip his hand up her skirt, but Edith side-stepped, spinning around so her tits danced in the air as if they had minds of their own.
Martin could feel his heart beating fast and furious.
Edith writhed out of her skirt, letting it slide slowly down her thighs before falling to a heap on the carpet. She was dressed only in panties, already moist with her love juice.
Martin could hardly contain himself.
"I can see you're getting excited," Edith said, staring hungrily at his swollen crotch. "I can see the distinct outline of your big, beautiful cock. I bet it feels hard and hot!"
"Christ, yeah," Martin muttered to himself.
Still dancing around, Edith slipped one hand inside the front of her panties, fingering herself in front of the excited youngster. "My pussy is so hot and set for you, darling. It wants you so badly ... so, so ... badly...."
"If you keep this up," Martin gasped, "I'm gonna cum right in my pants!"
"This was your idea, baby. We can't stop now. I still have my panties on...."
Martin could see her middle finger slipping in and out of her steaming pussy, while her knuckles kept open her white panties just enough for him to see the upper line of her dark pubic bush.
She spun around and wriggled her ass at him, leaning over and pulling the panties partway down so he could stare at the crevice separating her shapely ass cheeks.
"You're driving me crazy," he choked, unbuttoning his cut-offs.
"No, no," Edith chided him. "You have to wait until I'm finished. Mmmmm. Your balls look so big and plump!"
"Hurry up and take off your panties, Edith, before you drive me crazy. I'm serious. I'm gonna cum in my pants if you keep this up!"
Edith laughed. She liked the effect she was having on the young boy. It gave her an exhilarating feeling of power. But she could see the poor boy was already at his wit's end.
She stood alongside him and slowly peeled off the panties, releasing the captivating fragrance of her aroused pussy.
Martin took a deep breath and moaned.
Edith sat on the edge of his bed and unzipped his cut-offs. She did this very slowly, letting the zipper caress the boy's hard-on. He arched his back slightly as the zipper travelled down the burgeoned length of his fuck tool.
The mushroom-shaped tip of his penis was exposed above the elastic waistband of Martin's white cotton briefs. A watery drop of pre-cum suddenly emerged from the gaping slit and stood quivering before it fell on his stomach.
Edith pulled off his shorts.
She slipped her hand inside the leg opening of his briefs, cupping his testicles.
"Ohhh, Jesus!" Martin gasped under his breath. He squirmed on the bed, feeling his cock pulsating spasmodically. He knew he was alarmingly close to cumming.
Edith pulled down his briefs, exposing his magnificent cock. Even though she now knew it so intimately, and had both felt and tasted every square inch of it, the sight of it still took her breath away.
Martin's hand was on the inside of her thigh. Then his fingers were combing through her pubic hair, sprinkled with cunt cream.
She lay on the bed beside him.
With the music still playing in the background, and their full attention drawn to each other's naked body and the pleasure they would soon be experiencing, neither Edith nor Martin heard one of David's friends calling hello as he entered the backyard.
His name was Frank, and he had just turned eighteen two days ago. He was supposed to go to the beach with David and his other friends, but had slept late and was now hoping to still catch them before they left.
The fair-haired youngster was sure he had missed David, when he heard the music coming from upstairs. He wasn't sure if the music was being played in David's room, or his older brother's. He decided to find out.
"Hello?" he called out again as he entered the kitchen. He wondered where the housekeeper was. The thought of Edith put a smile on his face: She was a nice piece of ass! Although Frank already had a steady girlfriend (who was home with a cold), he often wondered what it would be like fucking Edith. She had the biggest pair of knockers he had ever seen!
With this in mind, he walked upstairs.
"Let's sixty-nine," Martin whispered into Edith's ear. She was busy stroking his penis with the tips of her fingers, giving his cock shaft the kind of sensual stimulation that would soon result in it exploding like a gun in her hand, shooting wads of jism into the air instead of bullets.
Edith's mouth watered at the thought of sucking the boy off. Then she was going to suggest they do something different for a change. She thought it was time she introduced the boy to the pleasures of anal sex.
She quickly positioned herself so that he could feast on her dripping vagina while she slipped his throbbing erection into her mouth.
He pried apart her cunt lips with thumb and forefinger, giving himself easier access to her pussy, and all the delicious love sauce contained within.
Edith placed her lips over his bulbous cock head, tasting its boyish muskiness. She rubbed his plump nuts together in the palm of her hand, feeling their cum-filled weight.
Frank, meanwhile, was walking down the hallway toward Martin's room, where he could hear the music playing. Maybe he'd ask to use the Williams' pool instead. He was just about to knock when the music stopped. It was the end of the tape.
He thought he heard a funny noise and paused to listen.
"Ohhh, Martin, it feels so good. I love what your tongue is doing to my clit."
Frank's heart skipped a beat. "Is that Edith's voice?" he whispered to himself. He pressed his ear against the door.
There was a moan, then another noise which sounded like slurping.
Frank didn't know what to think now. He tiptoed down the hall to check David's room. As he expected, it was empty. He quietly made his way back to Martin's room.
"Ohhh, your cock. Your long, thick cock...." The rest of her words were garbled, as if she were sucking something.
The voice definitely belonged to Edith!
Frank wondered if it was possible Edith was actually making out with Martin. Maybe David was there too!
He had to find out.
He carefully turned the doorknob so he could open the door just a crack. He hoped the hinges wouldn't squeak.
Frank couldn't believe what he was seeing. Edith was on top of Martin, sucking his cock! And Martin, his hands clasped tightly around Edith's quivering buttocks, was eating her out! They were moving around on the bed, moaning and groaning like two animals in heat.
Frank felt himself getting a hard-on.
Martin's tongue was slipping in and out of the woman's open cunt. Her juices dripped from his chin. Her head was bobbing up and down, Martin's dick shaft momentarily appearing, then slowly disappearing between Edith's avidly sucking lips. While she sucked, she caressed his nuts.
Frank thought it was like watching an X-rated movie, only it was actually happening live, right in front of him. Edith's naked body took his breath away. Her tits, though they were pressing against Martin's stomach so Frank couldn't get as good a look at them as he wished, were just as big and beautiful as he imagined they'd be. Her dark, hairy snatch made him want to cream in his jeans!
His legs suddenly felt wobbly, as if they had turned to rubber. He quietly got down on his knees, still keeping the door open a crack, just enough for him to see all that was going on only a few feet from him.
His dick was so hard it ached. He rubbed his crotch and groaned. He couldn't help noticing how big Martin's cock was. No wonder Edith was enjoying what she was doing. Frank wondered if Martin had fucked her already. He also wondered if David knew what was going on between Edith and his older brother.
Frank couldn't wait to tell him!
Meanwhile, he was content to feast his eyes on the flurry of sexual activty, wishing he, too, could be participating.
Martin suddenly let out a cry and his body arched sharply, nearly throwing Edith off him. His ass did a little dance on the bed, making the springs squeal, and, as if by prearranged signal, Edith sucked his cock faster, her head bobbing furiously up and down. A moment later jism oozed out of the corners of her mouth as she struggled to contain his enormous dong while it ejaculated fiercely into her mouth.
"Holy shit," Frank muttered under his breath. He quickly unzipped his jeans and rubbed the flat of his palm over his underpants, caressing his own raging erection.
When Martin had finished cumming, he turned his full attention back to Edith's cunt. His tongue flicked continuously against her swollen clit button, until it was her turn to cry out in ecstasy.
They then lay still on Martin's bed, panting for breath. Their faces were flushed; their bodies were shiny with sweat.
Frank reluctantly stopped what he was doing, waiting to see what was going to happen next. If they were finished, he was ready to race out of the house without being heard, He kept the door open a hair's width.
"How would you like to try something new for a change?" Edith asked. She propped herself up on one elbow, her back to Frank, and played with Martin's balls. His cock was still half erect. Still it looked enormous.
"Like what?" Martin asked. "We must have tried every position already."
"I don't mean fucking my pussy," Edith continued.
Martin had that innocent expression on his face that Edith loved. She could hardly wait to feel his big dick driving into her narrow little asshole. She had only tried cornholing once when she was about Martin's age, and though it had been a bit painful at first, she ended up liking it. It would be a nice change of pace for them both, as well as being a necessary step in Martin's continual sexual education.
It suddenly dawned on Martin what she was getting at. "You mean fucking you up the ass?" He said it slowly, as if he wasn't sure the idea was a good one. But when he saw the anxious look on her face he couldn't help grinning. "Hey, I like that idea. And you're right: That's one thing we haven't tried together yet. But it won't, you know, hurt you or anything like that, will it?"
Edith sat up. "Not if we're careful. First thing we'll need is some jelly."
"I think there's a small jar in the bathroom."
"Okay. You stay here and I'll get it."
Frank closed the door as she started to get up off the bed and he rushed into David's room. When she returned to Martin's room, closing (but, fortunately for Frank, not locking) the door behind her, Frank was back at his spot, eager to see what was about to transpire.
He would have preferredd to see normal fucking (he wanted to see Edith with her beaver wide, wide open), but a glimpse at something a little more exotic still suited him just fine.
Once again he opened Martin's bedroom door just a sliver.
Edith was smearing jelly over Martin's erect penis, making it all gooey.
"With a cock as big as yours," she explained, "we're going to need all the lubrication we can get."
After the boy's schlong was covered with a thick coating of jelly, Edith lay on her stomach, a towel spread under her pussy, and instructed the nineteen-year-old youngster to further lubricate her asshole by applying jelly to the tip of his forefinger and inserting the digit up her tight bung hole.
Martin could feel the excitement mounting inside him as he did what Edith asked. Her ass channel felt so tight! Much tighter than her cunt. He couldn't wait to insert his throbbing fuck pole.
He positioned himself behind Edith and she reached around to pry open her anal opening with both hands. Her puckered red asshole seemed to wink at him.
Martin guided his dick, pressing the mushroom-shaped head forward against the puckered opening.
"Tell me if this hurts and I'll stop," he told Edith.
"Okay. Now enter me slowly ... that's it ... ohhh, I can feel the shape of your cock head ... that's it ... nice and slowly...."
Once again, Frank's jeans were unbuttoned and his zipper was down. It was impossible just to watch what was going on without being turned-on. And watching Martin about to butt fuck one of the most beautiful women Frank had ever seen was by far the most erotic thing he had ever had the chance to witness.
He rubbed over his underpants, his dick becoming hard as steel.
Martin felt his dick being taken hold by Edith's anal muscles. They wrapped around his tool like myriad fingers, holding tight and at the same time pulling him slowly into her steaming channel.
Edith forced herself to relax, so she could fully accommodate his giant member. She could feel the pressure building up inside her as he penetrated her, inch by thick inch, forcing her asshole to stretch to its full capacity.
Nevertheless, there was little discomfort, though of course he wasn't all the way inside her yet. That would be the true test.
As he slowly slid into her he reached underneath to finger-fuck her cunt, getting her good and wet, and that helped her to relax.
Frank had his hand inside his underpants, rubbing his raging hard-on, his fingers running up and down his blood-gorged cock shaft. He kept one hand on the doorknob, to make sure the door didn't suddenly swing open.
Martin forced more of his cock into Edith's hot asshole. He looked down and grinned in delight. He loved the way his cock disappeared between her ass cheeks. Her inner muscles were deftly caressing his lusty invader, giving it the kind of exciting stimulation he liked best.
"Ohhh, God...." Edith moaned, head thrown back.
Martin stopped. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Yes! Yes! Don't stop now. It feels too good, baby!"
Martin continued to ease his member into her puckered red hole. She was so, so tight!
Frank had to stop what he was doing otherwise he would cum in his pants. But it was too damn frustrating! He decided to hell with it and pulled down his jeans and underpants until they were lumped around his knees. His young dick was standing straight at attention, waiting for his fist to ease the tension that made it feel as if inside was a tightly wound spring. His penis wasn't nearly as long as Martin's, but it was nice and thick, the tip forming into a mushroom shape.
He started to jerk off, eyes glued to what was going on inside Martin's room.
After what seemed to Edith like hours, Martin's cock was in her to the hilt. Only his balls remained outside the steaming confines of her rectum. It was an exhilarating feeling. It felt as if the tip of his cock was pressing against her belly, he was so big.
He pulled partway out of her, this motion made easier by the generous use of jelly as a necessary lubricant, then slowly reinserted himself. Edith could tell he was being very careful. This was all new to him; he didn't want to hurt her.
He leaned over to play with her tits, swinging idly to and fro like two pendulums, while the lower portion of his body did most of the work.
It became easier now. His cock thrusts became a bit faster. Edith was humping back to meet his forward thrusts until the two of them gradually established a mutually satisfying fuck rhythm that soon had them both climbing the walls in ecstasy.
Martin was so overwhelmed by what he was feeling he couldn't speak. His thrusts became faster. Edith could feel his balls slapping against her rump, sounding off their fuck tempo.
The nineteen-year-old had two fingers working away inside Edith's cunt, and he quickly brought her to a satisfying orgasm that had her entire body shuddering.
Frank's fist imitated the frantic tempo established by Martin and Edith, until his hand was a mere blur as it raced over his tool. He was panting for breath, careful not to be overheard, but he wasn't too concerned about that happening, considering all the noise being made inside.
"Give it to her!" Frank whispered to himself. "Fuck her, man, fuck her!"
Martin was banging her a mile a minute now, his cock visible only for a split second before it disappeared between Edith's cheeks. It was obvious to Frank from the expression on Martin's face that the older boy was enjoying himself thoroughly. Frank wished he could be in Martin's place.
"Here it comes!" Martin suddenly exclaimed. "I can't hold it back any longer!"
He pounded away at her asshole until Edith thought she would hit the ceiling.
The sensations being created inside her ass channel, coupled with those burgeoning in her pussy created one overall feeling of ecstasy that was quickly ripening to a tremendous surge of sexual energy deep inside Edith.
They were like two wild animals in heat, intent on enjoying pure sex sensations.
Martin slammed into Edith one final time before his dick exploded, filling Edith's rectum with his sizzling hot boy-sauce. She climaxed along with him, practically his entire hand working frantically inside her dripping vagina.
Frank couldn't hold back any longer either. He reached an explosive orgasm, jism flying forward to splatter against Martin's bedroom door. Frank clenched his teeth to keep from screaming. Instead, a choking sound sounded from the back of his throat as he reveled in sweet cock sensations.
"Ohh Jesus ... oh Jesus...." Edith moaned as she climaxed a second time, the boy's dick still contracting inside her. Her anal muscles were milking his dick for all it was worth, completely emptying the boy's nuts of their creamy contents.
When Frank had finished cumming, he reached into his hip pocket, where he always kept a handkerchief. He was happy to have it now, not only to clean off the jism on his knuckles and dick, but especially the spent wads oozing viciously down the bedroom door.
Martin pulled his dick out of Edith's asshole and slumped down exhausted beside her.
Edith's rectum ached, but she didn't mind. The burning fire now raging inside it would soon subside.
"You were wonderful," she congratulated the youngster.
Martin grinned proudly.
"Now why don't you go into the bathroom and wash up," Edith suggested. "And make sure you do a good thorough job of it."
That was Frank's clue to once again disappear into David's room.
While Martin was in the bathroom, Edith wiped herself off with the towel and lay back on the boy's bed, stretching as languidly as a contented cat.
She sighed, thinking how lonely it would be while Martin was away in Europe. It would have been so nice if he could have stayed behind with her, but that was clearly out of the question now.
But just think, she mused, how excited he'll be to see me when he gets back. All that pent-up passion! There's certainly that to look forward to!
She felt that familiar tingling in her pussy. She spread her legs and ran her fingers through her thatch of thick black pubic hair. Her hand came away wet with her love dew. Her cunt ached for the feel of Martin's lusty tool of desire. The dull ache in her rectum was already starting to subside. It was being replaced by that delicious warmth only her aroused twat could produce.
Martin climbed back onto the bed, smelling of perfumed soap.
"All nice and clean now?" she asked, taking the boy in her arms.
"Mmmm," he murmured, placing his hot young lips on hers and adroitly slipping his tongue into her mouth for her to suck.
Although his dick was flaccid, Edith soon found a remedy for that. Her deft fingers brought his tool back to its previous erect position, ready for more sex play.
Like a fly being drawn inexorably to a spider's web, Frank returned to his kneeling position before Martin's bedroom door, anxiously awaiting their next move.
He wasn't kept waiting for long.
The eighteen-year-old boy nearly passed out when he reopened the bedroom door a crack and saw Edith lying spread-eagle on the bed, giving the startled boy a near-perfect view of her open snatch, not to mention her thrilling melon-shaped breasts.
"Wow!" he couldn't help gasping under his breath.
He could feel his dick responding to the arousing stimuli. It came alive in his shorts, filling with blood and becoming rapidly erect.
He watched as Edith fisted Martin's hard-on, mesmerized by the steady movement of her hand. He watched them French kiss, tongues and lips working frantically, and wished he was the one receiving the benefit of Edith's sexual know-how.
Frank wasn't a virgin. He had a fairly active sex life with his own girlfriend, Karen, who was quite a cute little blond. She was anxious in her own way to please Frank, but she was nowhere as sexy, nowhere as experienced and nowhere as anxious to experiment as was Edith.
Frank had to hand it to Martin. He had it made in the shade! Frank wondered how he, too, could get in on the action. He had to smile to himself. Martin was usually so quiet and shy around girls (as was his younger brother, come to think of it); Frank never would have thought in a million years Martin was secretly banging an older woman, let alone someone as sexy as Edith.
He had his own live-in lover. He had it made!
"I'm ready for your big boy cock," Frank heard Edith whisper, forcing Martin down on top of her. "Stick it all the way up inside me. Let me feel every square inch of your big cock!"
Frank groaned. He reached into his jeans and started rubbing his own dick.
Edith took hold of the nineteen-year-old's dick and guided it between her spread thighs, the insides of which were already coated with her oozing cunt juice.
"This is still the best way to do it," Martin moaned as he felt his cock being grasped by her strong cuntal muscles and membranes.
"Mmmm, yesss...." Edith sighed, locking her legs around the boy's buttocks.
Martin slid effortlessly in and out of Edith's love channel. He was now very much at home inside her, having explored every hidden part of her, not only with his cock but with his lips and tongue as well.
Their lovemaking was slow and easy, at least at first. They both waited for their emotions to take hold of them, for the pleasurable sex sensations they now both lived for to transport them to another dimension.
It was this practiced slow pace that would gradually bring them to that feverish point.
Frank couldn't catch all that was whispered between Edith and Martin, but it didn't matter. He could plainly see it all. His eyes hungrily took in every delicious curve of Edith's body, pausing to drink in her voluptuous tits, the nipples now being sucked by her teenage lover, and revel in the sight of her cunt being repeatedly violated by the biggest, longest cock he had ever seen.
"You're pretty good, Martin," he whispered to himself. "I can see you've been getting in a lot of practice. She's a hell of a teacher, that's for sure." His words were punctuated by the up and down movement of his fist as it manipulated his raging erection, still trapped in his underwear.
Edith started to hump back at Martin, meeting him thrust for thrust.
"I can feel it now," she grinned happily. "Ohhh, you're so goddam big inside me, darling. I'll never have another cock as good as yours!"
Her words made the youngster increase his fuck tempo, until he was ramming into her with sure, quick jabs which nevertheless forced his dick up inside her to the absolute hilt. He sliced through her innermost cuntal depths, giving her swollen clitoris the kind of active stimulation it craved most.
Edith was soon beside herself with pleasure, writhing and gyrating frantically on the boy's bed.
"Give it to her!" Frank gasped, almost feeling as if he was the one fucking Edith instead of merely jerking off while watching Martin do all the exciting work.
The bedsprings sounded their squeaking protest while Martin pounded away at Edith's open pussy. Her nails raked down his naked back, leaving trails of puffy red welts, but Martin didn't care. It was all part of the fun!
Her fingers dug into his slim young buttocks, kneading his ass cheeks like dough.
Frank couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her insert the middle finger of her right hand right into the boy's asshole, making Martin grunt with pleasure.
Frank decided Karen had a lot to learn. She wasn't even very good sucking his cock (she never swallowed his cum either), and here was Martin being treated as if he were a king. Edith seemed to know exactly what to do. She didn't just lie there and moan while she was being fucked; she actively participated, intent on making each fuck the best one possible, especially for Martin.
Frank decided he and Karen were going to have a long talk together.
He freed his throbbing penis from the confines of his jeans and underpants and was once again jerking off quite openly, flailing away at his erect tool while keeping his eyes glued to what was happening right in front of him.
"Harder! Edith cried. "Faster!"
Frank made believe she was talking directly to him, that he was the one ramming into her like there was no tomorrow. This heightened his own feeling of imminent release.
Martin nuzzled his lover's nipples with his teeth, gnashing them until Edith cried out for mercy.
She climaxed, her body shuddering in ecstasy. Still, Martin continued to ram into her with ever increasing force and determination.
The tip of her middle finger made contact with his sensitive prostate gland and Martin nearly went through the roof. She massaged the gland until the boy couldn't hold back any longer. Then, just at the point he thought he was about to cum, Edith withdrew her finger. She didn't want him cumming just yet.
"Oh, God, that was close," he panted. He waited a few moments before continuing.
"Give it to her," Frank muttered. "Every inch, man. Fuck her brains out!"
Frank could see by the way Edith was writhing ecstatically on the bed that she was enjoying herself thoroughly. If he ever had the opportunity to fuck her, he'd be giving her just as much pleasure, even more!
He tugged at his schlong, the mushroom head swelling up to more than twice its normal size. He could feel his balls starting to tighten, a sure indication their steaming content was about to shoot up his blood-gorged shaft like milk forced through a straw.
Martin was on his knees now, both hands under Edith's buttocks, forcing her lower body up so he could fuck her at a better angle. He looked down and watched his own dick being shoved repeatedly into her steaming orifice. His cock shaft was slick and shiny with her love juice; it thoroughly lubricated his manly thrusts.
Edith was screaming out Martin's name over and over, her head moving to and fro while her body gyrated in ecstasy.
Frank wondered why his girlfriend Karen never got that excited. She would just lay there and moan. The eighteen-year-old boy wished for the thousandth time he could be in Martin's place, and that his cock would be the one dripping Edith's sizzling fuck sauce.
"Are you ready?" Martin suddenly called out.
"Yes! Yes!" Edith cried out her reply.
"I'm going to cum and fill your fuck hole with my hot, thick jism!"
"Yes! Yes! Do it to me ... do it darling!"
"Hold on, baby ... any fucking minute now...."
Martin pounded his boy-meat into her a mile a minute, slamming into her with incredible force.
"Jesus!" Frank whispered. Still lost in his little fantasy of fucking Edith, he imitated Martin's frantic fuck rhythm with his own flailing fist. He was hunched over, panting for breath, feeling the telltale pressure building up inside his cock shaft, making it expand until it felt as hard as steel between his fingers.
"Harder, my little fuck boy, harder!" Edith squealed.
That did it. Martin slammed into her one more time and his dick exploded with such force he was thrown forward on top of her, as if pushed forcibly from behind. The bedsprings sounded as he continued to jab her, his ass cheeks clenching as wad after wad of jism shot deep, deep into Edith's anxiously awaiting cunt..
His cock spasms brought on another orgasm for her, and together they were transported to a world of pure sex sensations. Colors flashed before their eyes, muscles tensed, and nerve ends tingled with pleasure. They moaned in ecstasy.
Franks second orgasm was better than the first, more intense and seemingly longer lasting too. He reveled in the sensations, barely able to keep from crying out his delight.
When it was over he felt limp and drained. His fingers trembled as they reached into his back pocket for the handkerchief, already starting to stiffen with drying spent cum. His pulse gradually returned to normal as he cleaned up the mess he had made.
Martin fell off Edith and lay on his back, one hand thrown over his eyes. His chest rose and fell as he panted for breath. "I think that was the best one yet," he sighed.
"Ohh, Martin, you were wonderful. Each time it gets better and better. If we keep this up we're both going to end up exploding to bits!"
Martin giggled. "I wouldn't mind that at all!"
Edith laughed. "I don't think I would either."
They lay in each other's arms for a while. Frank still knelt by the door, wondering if there was going to be anymore.
But then Martin announced he was starving, and Edith said she'd fix him some lunch, so that put an end to the show.
"Damn," Frank muttered. He quietly closed Martin's bedroom door and left the house.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Hiya, Edith," the blond haired boy said brightly. "You remember me, don't you? My name's Frank."
At first Edith couldn't place the face. "Oh, yes, of course," she remembered, you're one of David's friends."
"That's right," Frank grinned. "Okay if I come in?"
"Well, David's not here right now...."
"I know. He's in London with his brother and folks."
"That's right."
"Okay if I come in anyway?"
"Well, Frank, to be honest with you I'm rather busy at the moment."
"You're all by yourself, aren't you?"
"Yes, that's right, and the house has to be in order for the Williams' return."
"Oh, hell, that's not for almost a week."
The boy's insistence made Edith nervous. Why was he acting so cocky? she wondered. And she couldn't help noticing he was staring brazenly at her breasts, as if mentally taking off her blouse.
"Well, there's still a lot to be done," she insisted, and was ready to close the front door. "I'll tell David you stopped by."
"Well, I thought you'd kinda want my little visit here to be a secret. Between you and me, I mean."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Edith asked, frowning. "Are you in some kind of trouble?"
"No, but you might be if you won't let me in." Again he flashed Edith that gleaming smile.
Edith felt her pulse quicken. Something wasn't right. Maybe he was high on drugs....
"I won't hurt you, Edith. Far from it actually." He laughed. "Come on, let me in. I just wanna talk to you about something for a minute."
Edith reluctantly stood to one side, letting the boy walk into the living room, where he sat down on the sofa, looking very much at home.
"Okay, young man," Edith said impatiently. "Suppose you explain yourself."
Frank shrugged. "Don't mind if I do." He beamed at her. "Man, you do have a great pair of knockers. I can't wait to get my hands on them!"
"What did you say?" Edith asked, eyes ablaze.
"Hey, hey, don't get all upset," Frank said, holding up both hands, as if fending off an attack. "To put it bluntly, I know all about you and David's brother."
Edith's pulse raced. "What's that supposed to mean."
Frank grinned. "You sound a little nervous, Edith. You know exactly what I mean. I came here the other day looking for David. You know, the day he and the guys went to the beach? Well, I was supposed to go too, but I overslept. Anyway, I went upstairs where I heard music playing and I peaked into Martin's room.
"Well, imagine my surprise when I saw him cornholing a certain beautiful woman who's been hired as a housekeeper, not his secret lover." He paused to shake his head. "I'd hate for Mr. and Mrs. Williams to find out about the games the two of you have been playing. Tell me, I'm a little curious, have you been fucking David, too?"
Edith was mortified. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought she would pass out. The color drained from her face, leaving it a pasty white color.
Frank looked suddenly alarmed, thinking maybe he had gone a little too far. "Maybe you better sit down," he said nervously.
"David knows nothing about my relationship with his brother," Edith finally managed to say after she sat down heavily on the couch, facing Frank.
"I haven't said anything to him," Frank said. "I was going to at first, but then I decided not to."
"So you can blackmail me," Edith said, regaining some of her composure. At least neither David nor his parents knew anything yet.
Frank grinned. "Yeah, I guess you can put it that way." The color was coming back to Edith's cheeks so he was able to relax again. "I can see why Martin's got the hots for you, Edith. You're a very beautiful woman. Especially with all your clothes off."
Edith was beginning to hate that superior grin of his. Her heart sank at the thought of all the boy must have witnessed that day."
"You are reprehensible," she said, startling the boy with the intensity of her words.
"Yeah, well, maybe, but perhaps Martin's parents would think the same thing of you. I mean, all the things you've been doing with their son ... anal sex ... oral sex ... pretty kinky stuff for a kid.
"And how old are you?"
"Oh, I'm even younger than Martin. I'm David's age. But I was only suggesting what Mr. and Mrs. Williams would think, not what I think. I've got a steady girlfriend. Sex isn't new to me, like it must be for Martin. Tell me he wasn't a virgin before he started making it with you."
"He was," Edith admitted.
"I know he was. How long's this been going on between you two anyway?"
"Not long."
"You must be pretty lonely here, all by yourself," Frank said, eyeing Edith lustfully. "How'd you like me to keep you company until Martin gets back."
"I don't suppose I have much choice."
Frank grinned. "Not really. Not unless you want me to tell Mr. and Mrs. Williams everything that's been going on."
"And what if they didn't believe you?"
"And what if they did? Even if they didn't-and I think I could make them believe me-they'd probably fire you. Then what would you do."
Edith realized unfortunately, he had a point. "Come on, Edith," Frank said, getting up to sit next to Edith on the couch. "I can make you just as happy as Martin. My cock's not as big as his, but size isn't everything." He let his fingers run through Edith's long, jet black hair. She pulled away from him. "You're a little bastard." Then suddenly his hips were pressing tightly against hers. She struggled to get away from him, but he pinned her back against the couch. "Stop! You-"
The rest of her words were lost as he forced his tongue into her mouth, at the same time reaching up under her skirt to tug at her panties.
He was surprisingly strong. Edith resisted as best she could, but it was a losing battle.
She felt his fingers slip inside her panties. She kept her legs closed tightly together, but he managed to force them apart so he could gain access to her honey hole.
"Bastard!"
His hot, eager breath fanned across her cheeks. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back and French kissed her, his tongue caressing her teeth and gums.
It was as if she were about to be raped.
She continued to struggle, but in vain. He had two fingers up inside her already wet cunt, moving them in and out, paying particular attention to her swollen nubin of pleasure, which he caressed until it dripped love juice.
"Don't fight it, baby," he gasped, fingering her pussy until she felt weak with desire.
Still she refused to give in. She was too used to being in command over Martin. She didn't like the idea of being manipulated by a young satyr like Frank.
The heel of his palm pressed against her pubic bush as he tweaked her clit button, making Edith moan in spite of herself. He kissed her passionately, his fleshy tongue darting in and out of her mouth.
You have no choice, a voice in her head called out. He's got you over a barrel. He's not such a bad looking boy. In fact, he's kind of cute. His cock must be hard by now ... why not give in ... you're already horny as hell now that Martin's away....
As if by its own accord, her hand fell to his thigh and she gave it a squeeze. Her mouth started to respond to his kisses. His fingers were doing wonderful things inside her pussy.
He's not a virgin, Edith thought, becoming more and more aroused. Wonder if he's any good....
Edith's defenses were down. There was no use pretending otherwise.
She rubbed his crotch, feeling the swollen shape of his penis. No, it wasn't as big as Martin's, but it felt thick and exciting nevertheless.
"That's more like it," he panted.
He thrust his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. The boy's hand left her cunt and he unbuttoned her blouse. He pressed closer to her and she unbuttoned his jeans.
He slid his hand up under her bra to caress her left tit, which soon tumbled out of the cup.
"Ohhh, Jesus," the boy whispered. "It's actually happening!"
Edith had to smile to herself. Maybe she was in control after all....
He reached around to unclasp her bra, freeing her melon-shaped tits. His hands were all over her then, as if the sight of her breasts had snapped something inside of him.
Edith unzipped his jeans and he lifted his ass up off the couch so she could pull them down. The erect shape of his penis pressed against his dark blue designer briefs. She fingered the throbbing outline and the boy moaned. A drop of wetness soaked through the underwear at the tip of his cock.
He brought one tit to his lips and suckled like a hungry infant on her pointed red nipple. A shiver of delight ran up her spine.
She reached into his briefs and her fingers appraised the size and shape of his erection.
Not too bad, she thought.
His cock shaft was very thick, though nowhere near as long as Martin's. The head of his dick formed the same lovely mushroom shape. It was smooth and hot and smeared with his watery pre-cum, which had oozed out of his gaping slit and over Edith's caressing fingers.
Reaching down, she combed her fingers through his thick pubic bush, then she cupped his plump, cum-filled balls, finding the hairy orbs (hairier than Martin's) much to her liking.
Even though she had no choice in the matter, making it with Frank might be fun after all! But only until Martin returned.
"Your dick is so hard and hot," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion.
Frank thrilled to her words.
"Wait until you taste it, baby!"
"Is that what you want me to do, Frank? Do you want me to put your cock in my mouth and suck on it like candy?"
"God, yes!" Frank panted.
"Are you sure that's what you want, Frank?" she teased. "Are you sure you're not going to cum before I can put my lips around it?"
She wrapped her hand around his shaft and began pumping it. It was time the boy realized who was really calling the shots here.
"Wait! Wait!" he protested.
Edith's fist twisted like a corkscrew over his burgeoned cock. She could feel it thickening between her fingers.
"Wait, Edith, no! I want you to suck it! I want to cum in your mouth!"
"Is that what you want? little boy...."
She tugged hard at his cock, making the bulbous head swell up, the mushroom shape becoming more prominent.
He writhed on the couch, as if trying to slip away from Edith's grasp, but to no avail. She continued to pump his erection, knowing he would shoot at any moment.
And Frank didn't disappoint her. As she watched, his cock exploded in her hand, sending a thick wad of cum flying up into the air to splatter on the boy's T-shirt.
"Ohhh, shit!" he moaned, closing his eyes and going limp as his penis ejaculated.
Her fist pumped up and down, milking Frank's tool for all it was worth. The pleasure sensation was deliriously intense.
Jism oozed thickly over her knuckles and onto the boy's underpants, which were bunched up just under his young balls. The blissful expression on his flushed face mirrored the pleasure she was giving him. It wasn't exactly what he wanted, but it would do nicely.
He sighed deeply with satisfaction, looking down to see his cock was still jerking spasmodically inside Edith's hand, which was still tightly wrapped around his boyroot. Spent semen dripped from her hand and nestled in the center of Frank's pubic bush.
"I think we should go upstairs to my room," Edith said, "where we'll be more comfortable."
"Good idea!" Frank said, leaning over to pick up his jeans. "Shit, my T-shirt's a mess. I'll go into the bathroom first and clean myself up." He stuffed his half-erect penis into his cum-smeared underpants and followed Edith up the stairs.
Once in her room, Edith pulled down the bedspread and began to undress.
As she slipped out of her skirt, Edith wondered what Martin would think about the precarious position they were now both in thanks to David's friend. Could Frank really be trusted not to say anything to Mr. and Mrs. Williams? He would have little to lose even if he did.
There seemed to be that mean streak running through him, or was that merely adolescent bravado because he knew he had Edith trapped by the possibility he would tell all he had seen?
Edith realized she could retaliate by threatening to say he forcefully raped her while she was alone in the house. But what good would that do her? She'd still be stuck in the middle of an embarrassing situation she could well do without.
No, the only way she could continue her affair with Martin was to somehow keep the affair a secret from those who had the power to disrupt it, mainly the boy's parents. Then there was young David to worry about. Edith had no idea what his reaction would be if Frank ever decided to tell him what was going on between her and his older brother.
And what if Frank still wanted to see her after everyone returned home from England? How could she possibly manage that without either Martin or David finding out?
Perhaps I was wrong to give in so easily to Frank, she thought with growing dismay. Now we're about to go to bed together, which can only complicate things even further. I'm going to give Frank the advantage he knows I'm powerless to refuse.
Still dressed in her panties, she sat on the edge of the bed, her head spinning.
"What am I going to do?" she wondered aloud? "My only hope is that Frank gets tired of me after a week, returns to his girlfriend and promises not to say a word to anyone about what we've done, or what he knows about Martin and me. How can I trust an eighteen-year-old boy not to brag to someone, even another one of his friends?"
She heard the bathroom door close down the hall and took a deep breath. There was no point worrying about what was going to happen in another week or so; she might just as well enjoy herself. At least she wouldn't have to worry about being horny while Martin was away; Frank would take care of that. It could be worse. She could be stuck with some pimply-faced jerk who didn't know his dick from a pencil. At least Frank looked like he'd give her a good time (of course, expecting one in return!)
He entered her bedroom with his T-shirt thrown over one shoulder. It was wet in spots, where he had washed away the splattered cum.
When he saw her sitting on the bed, dressed only in panties, he grinned broadly. "This is more like it!" he exclaimed. "Jesus, you've got the best pair of tits I've ever seen."
"And how many have you seen?" Edith asked dryly.
Frank shrugged. "Enough to know a great pair when I see them." He kicked off his sneakers and let his T-shirt fall to the floor. "Why don't we make ourselves nice and comfortable," he said, spreading out on the bed. "Now what about that blow job you promised me? My cock's just about ready."
I'll bet it is, Edith thought. She slid alongside him and unzipped his jeans.
"Hey, no hard feelings, huh?" he said, watching her hand caress the hard shape of his dick still trapped inside his blue briefs. "I mean, we can have a lot of fun together."
"How do I know I can trust you to keep your part of the bargain?"
"You mean about not telling anyone about you and Martin?"
"That's exactly what I mean."
"Edith, I give you my word. Show me a good time until Martin gets back and I won't say anything."
"Can I really trust a blackmailer, Frank?"
"You can trust me. My father would kick my ass if he knew I was messing with you." He laughed. "That goes for Karen too. My girlfriend. Or my ex-girlfriend if she ever found out. So you see this little arrangement goes both ways."
"Although you have less to lose than I do if you went back on your word."
"You pick a funny time to have a conversation," he said, eager for Edith to sooth the throbbing of his aroused cock. "Don't worry, I'll keep my word. Now let's get it on!"
Once his cock was thoroughly erect, Edith pulled down his jeans and briefs.
"Now take off your panties!" he gasped. "I want to see your cunt!"
Edith peeled off her panties and the boy's eyes lit up when he saw her triangle of jet black pubic hair. She spread her legs slightly so he could catch a tantalizing glimpse of her vagina, which resembled an exotic flower coming to life as she opened her thighs. Her pink flesh glistened with love juice.
"That's more like it!" he enthused, eyes wide as saucers.
"You act like you've never seen a pussy before," Edith said, running her fingers up his thigh.
"Never one as beautiful as yours!"
Edith smiled. "I bet you say that to all the girls."
She rubbed his scrotum between her fingers, feeling the impressive weight of the hairy orbs. Her mouth began to water. She couldn't help herself. His cock was nice and thick, even if average length, and she couldn't wait to taste its musky, boyish flavor and feel it spasm between her lips while her mouth filled with spicy adolescent cum.
The taste of a boy's sperm was so much fresher than a man's, spicy and so abundant!
"Do you want to sixty-nine?" Edith asked, running her tongue over his nuts.
His body gave an involuntary shudder of delight.
"Yeah!" he gasped. "Just like you were doing when I saw you with Martin."
"Ever taste a woman's pussy before?"
"Sure. Lots of times," he replied. But the truth was, he never had. His girlfriend, Karen, wouldn't allow him to eat her out, and she sucked his cock with only the greatest of reluctance, making it clear to him that the mere thought of taking his stiff penis in her mouth was repugnant to her.
Edith's tongue traveled up the length of his tool and swirled slowly over the shiny, smooth surface of his domed cockhead.
Frank was watching her every move. It looked as if his eyes would pop out of their sockets at any moment.
"Wow!" he gasped under his breath. "I can see you really like to suck a guy's cock."
"Especially your cock, Frank."
"Really?"
"Oh, yes. It's so hard and thick and tastes just right!"
Edith slowly turned around into a sixty-nine position alongside the youngster, so he could feast on her succulent twat. She lifted up one leg and the boy readily put his head between her thighs. Already he could smell the heady scent of her aroused pussy. Her fragrance filled the air like an aphrodisiac, turning him on even more than he already was.
He definitely was going to have a serious talk with his girlfriend!
She took the knob of his cock into her mouth and nuzzled it with her teeth, concentrating on the smooth area just below the prominent rim of his mushroom-shaped head.
Shivers ran up and down his spine like an electric current.
He pried open her fleshy lips with thumb and forefinger, his digits becoming instantly soaked with her juices, and stuck out his tongue to catch a few glistening drops.
The taste made his head reel. She was absolutely delicious! He licked her vulva, then ventured with his searching tongue deeper inside. He made contact with her clit button and caressed it with surprising deftness.
Edith closed her eyes and a moan escaped her lips.
She took more of his stiff schlong into her mouth, as if to thank the boy for doing just the right thing. Already she could feel the first ripples of desire spreading throughout her pussy, indicating the surge of pleasure soon to follow.
She pressed her muff against his mouth, her butt wriggling in the air.
She had no trouble taking every inch of his cock into her mouth. Her lips were soon kissing his pubic hairs, the tip of his member rubbing against the back of her throat.
When her lips slowly slid up the length of his cock his shaft reappeared glistening with her saliva. Saliva bubbled at the corners of her mouth and ran down to pool among his thick pubic bush, matting down the wiry hairs.
She was intent on giving the boy the best blow job of his life. She had a feeling his girlfriend was not an experienced lover, so it was up to Edith to show the teenager just how pleasurable sex could be.
His tongue disappeared as far up her pussy channel as it could go, tonguing out every square inch of her slippery love canal. She loved the way he would stop to play with her clit button, giving it the kind of attention it craved most.
The pleasure sensations began to take shape inside her loins. She knew the orgasm waiting to burst like a bubble would result in an intense explosion of pleasure. She could hardly wait to experience it.
Meanwhile, she sucked avidly on his tool, making it swell up in size between her lips, which were clamped like powerful suction cups over his thick young shaft.
Her hand swept down like a fan over his buttocks, which were fuller than Martin's. She parted his quivering ass cheeks and rubbed the end of her middle finger against his puckered red hole.
She heard Frank gasp in surprise.
While her head bobbed slowly up and down, up and down, up and down, she rubbed his asshole. He moaned, his buttocks clenching like fists.
His tongue whipped against Edith's sensitive clitoris and the pressure inside her pussy increased. Her stomach muscles tightened in readiness. She could feel the orgasm building up like a volcano ready to explode.
She sucked on his dickhead, drilling the tip of her fleshy tongue directly into his gaping hole. She was rewarded by the taste of his watery pre-cum. His essence went down her throat like expensive wine.
The area from the end of his nose down to his chin was smeared with her love juice. His flesh shone with it. It oozed out of the corners of his mouth as he struggled to swallow the juice as quickly as Edith's pussy produced it.
His teeth pulled at her pubic hairs, which were soaked with her oozing froth. His hands were all over her, as far up and down as they could reach. He caressed her thighs, her buttocks, her belly and stomach. He squeezed her buxom tits, making the nipples good and hard. His fingers ran up and down her arms, across her back and combed through her thick bush.
Suddenly Edith reached a tumultuous climax. She writhed in ecstasy, rubbing her muff against his mouth, reveling in the feeling of his tongue darting furiously in and out of her love hole.
He clamped his lips over her swollen nubin of desire and sucked on it until Edith thought she would go through the roof. Lights flashed before her eyes. Juice poured out of her vagina like liquid fire, coating the inside of her thighs.
The boy's nostrils were clogged with her sauce. He couldn't even breathe through his nose. His head felt light as air as he inhaled her heavenly scent.
For Edith, the pleasure was almost unbearable.
She thrashed about on the bed, the sheets becoming hopelessly entangled around her naked, sweating body. She kept her pussy pressed tightly against the youngster's mouth and he continued to tongue her out with complete abandon.
She climaxed twice, in rapid succession. Her head bobbed furiously up and down his throbbing cock shaft. Her teeth grated against his sensitive flesh, adding immeasurably to his plea-It was indeed the best blow job he had ever experienced!
And when he came moments later, cum splashing in an explosive torrent against the roof of Edith's mouth, his entire body stiffened, as if every ounce of energy were being drawn out of his spewing peter.
The pleasure was indescribably intense. It felt as if his boyroot was being ripped from his body and his balls had exploded.
It had never been like this with Karen!
He hammered his dick into her mouth, ramming the tip of his penis against the back of her throat. Thick globs of jism oozed out of one corner of Edith's mouth. It was a struggle to swallow it all while continuing to suck on his tool while he pounded it between her lips.
Frank thought his orgasm would never end. Just when he thought the pleasure was about to subside, his body melted under another explosive burst of pleasure sensations. It was as if he was experiencing several distinct orgasms in one!
Now he fully understood Martin's involvement with an older woman. It wasn't just her exquisite body-as if that wasn't enough!-it was her undeniable expertise in giving pleasure. He couldn't imagine a more perfect lover!
When he was milked completely dry, they separated, the boy panting for breath as if he had just been punched hard in the stomach. His eyes were glazed over; he looked dazed.
Edith was feeling the sweet afterglow of a wonderful orgasm, better than she could have hoped from a boy she had been ready to strangle only an hour before.
"You're something else," he gasped between gulpfuls of air. "I came so hard my balls ache!"
"Does that mean you're finished for the day?" Edith asked, noting his cock had shrunk back to its normal flaccid size.
"Are you kidding?" he protested. "Just give me a minute." He cradled his scrotum with both hands. "Gee, that was great!"
Edith's pussy was still oozing a steady stream of love juice. She was ready to give him the best fuck of his life.
"We're going to have to get your cock nice and stiff again," Edith said. "Why don't you suck my tits while I take care of your cute little thing."
That suggestion suited Frank just fine.
Her knowing fingers played with his dong, stroking and caressing it until it started to respond. It filled with blood, the shaft elongating and at the same time thickening as if it had a will all its own.
She felt the boy's lips cover her right nipple, while fingering her left, until both tit knobs were completely hard and pointed, looking as if two ripe strawberries had been planted on the ends of her breasts.
He circled his tongue-tip around her nipple, making her moan. Then his hand moved down the length of her naked body until his fingers were running through her wiry thatch of pubic hairs.
She spread her legs so he could insert several fingers into her snatch.
"Ohhh, that feels so good, Frank," she said encouragingly.
His dick soon became hard as steel in her hand. She gave his scrotum a quick squeeze, then got on her knees.
"I'll be on top," she said.
The boy obediently lay back and waited for Edith to position herself.
She straddled his loins, the boy's cock directly underneath her hovering cunt. She reached down underneath and took hold of his stiff member, straightening it up so it pointed directly at her spread snatch.
Frank was watching her every move, feeling his pulse quicken in anticipation of the pleasure he was about to enjoy. It was still hard for him to believe he was actually in bed, naked, with the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, and that they were about to fuck for the first time.
All the fantasies going through his mind while watching her and Martin make love were about to become reality.
It was almost more than the eighteen-year-old youngster was able to fully comprehend!
Edith's large tits swung slowly to and fro as she gently stroked the boy's dick. Shivers ran up and down his back as if a piece of ice were wedged under his back. He watched her every move, mesmerized by her innate ability to turn him on so effortlessly.
She looked down at him and smiled. Then she slowly lowered herself, impaling herself on his lusty fuck tool until it disappeared between her wet hot cunt lips to the hilt, leaving only his balls outside the tight confines of her pussy.
"Ohhh, God, that feels so fucking fine!" he groaned, watching his cock slide into her wet orifice.
She threw her head back, her long black hair cascading down below her shoulders, and let out a moan of deep, deep satisfaction.
Although his cock wasn't as long as Martin's, its thickness made up for the few extra inches it lacked. She pressed her thighs together against him, making her already tight passage even narrower.
Frank could feel her cunt muscles and membranes go to work on his tool like many little hot wet hands. His dick was stroked and caressed lovingly. Every square inch of his shaft was wet and sticky with her juices. Each time she rose, her sauce would ooze down over his burgeoned penis and drip from his hairy balls, staining the sheets underneath.
"Jesus, fucking never felt like this before...." He closed his eyes and was instantly transported to a world where nothing mattered except pure cock sensations.
Edith slowly rose and fell, using the heels of her feet as springboards. Each time she sat on him her pussy completely devoured his throbbing member. Frank opened his eyes and looked down the length of his naked body so he could watch this happening.
"Your cunt is so tight and hot and wet!" he gasped. "It feels so much better than Karen's!"
Edith was glad to hear it. She thought perhaps Martin's enormous dong had stretched her twat out of shape.
She rose and fell slowly. She wanted their coupling to last as long as possible. The boy wasn't overly excited just yet, but Edith knew he soon would be. Just wait until the telltale pressure started to build inside his cock shaft and he wouldn't be able to lie still (as he now was) for a split second!
As she moved up and down, she leaned over so the youngster could play with her swinging tits. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the hairs starting to sprout around his nipples. His skin was baby soft, though surprisingly muscular, more so than Martin, who was all skin and bones.
His cock was like a dull knife slicing effortlessly through her innermost cuntal depths, giving her swollen nubin of pleasure maximum stimulation each time he pulled in and out of her.
He knew a boy couldn't ask for more, yet he wondered what it would be like being in bed with both Edith and Karen. There was so much the older woman could teach his girlfriend!
"You feel so thick inside me," Edith moaned, her palms covering his boyish little teats.
"As big as Martin?"
"You both have distinctly different cocks...."
"I know Martin's cock is much bigger than mine."
"The size of a boy's cock isn't everything. How he uses it is important too. And you seem to know exactly what you're doing. You know just how to make me happy."
The boy grinned proudly. "Really? Yeah, well, I guess it's because I've had so much practice."
"Your girlfriend is very lucky to have you. I hope she realizes it."
"I'll be sure to remind her when I see her!"
Edith smiled. "I'm sure you will...."
Together they had established a mutually satisfying fuck rhythm, one which soon had the eighteen-year-old writhing on the bed, just as Edith knew he would.
"I never want this to end!" he exclaimed. He grabbed hold of a tit in each hand, pulling down on them until she was hunched over. His lips pressed against hers and they French kissed. She sucked on his tongue as it darted into her mouth.
The lower part of her body moved like a piston, up and down, up and down, his hard young dick digging into her each time she sat back down.
Her clit button was sending out urgent fuck signals.
Frank humped up to meet her downward movements. He could feel his balls start to tighten like a spring, ready to shoot up their precious contents.
The rim of his mushroom-shaped cock head caught her nubin of pleasure each time his cock momentarily exited her tight channel, bringing her closer and closer to a pervasive burst of pleasure.
"I'm almost there!" she cried, sitting back up and bounding around like crazy.
"Me too!" he gasped, holding onto her hips with both hands to steady her frantic gyrations.
"Oh God! Ohhh God!" she squealed, her voice suddenly as high pitched as a little girl's. Her body went rigid, then it was overcome by uncontrollable shudders, as if she had just come down with a high fever. Pleasure thrills shot through her like lightning bolts.
Frank climaxed a moment later, the two of them were completely overcome by their perfectly-timed orgasms.
Edith fell back on top of him, burying her face against his shoulder. He hugged her tightly, eyes closed, his face a twisted mask of pleasure.
The fact that they had cum together made their orgasms all the more exhilarating.
Edith could feel the youngster's thick shaft contracting inside her, emptying load after load of sizzling hot sperm. Her orgasm seemed to go on for a very long time. There wasn't a single part of her body that went untouched by its fierce intensity.
When it was over, they lay quietly in each other's arms, catching their breath.
"That was the best ever," he whispered in her ear.
And Edith knew he meant it.
CHAPTER SIX
The week went by quickly. Too quickly.
Edith surprised herself by developing quite an affection for the eighteen-year-old boy. Gone was the need to dominate the youngster, to show him who was really boss even though he had been the one to force her into a sexual relationship with him. The bitterness and anger she had initially felt toward him had been erased by all the pleasure he had willingly given her.
He assured her (looking very sad it was over) he would keep his promise and keep what he knew about her and Martin a secret. He knew the older boy still had first priority with Edith, and that she was looking forward to seeing him again.
"I wish there was some way we could continue seeing each other," Edith said. They were lying naked on her bed. It was late afternoon. Martin would be arriving back with his younger brother and parents the following morning. "I frankly don't know what Martin's reaction would be to the idea, but I doubt it would be favorable. Besides, it would just make things too complicated."
Frank sighed. He leaned over to caress her magnificent tits, thinking this would be one of the last times he'd be touching them. It just didn't seem fair, but he was prepared to keep his promise to Edith. After their time together he wouldn't do anything to hurt her.
"Maybe we can meet together somewhere on your day off," he suggested. "Even a motel."
Edith considered the idea.
"It's possible," she said thoughtfully. "I could think of an excuse to tell Martin. I've been pretty much on my days off with him. His brother's always out with friends." She paused to playfully elbow Frank in the ribs. He giggled. "And his parents are always out, so there's usually just the two of us. We don't even have to leave the house."
"So I've noticed!"
"Just as long as no one else finds out," Edith continued. "I don't know how long we can go on without David finding out. Before they left for London, David saw Martin give me a pinch on the ass. I scolded him in front of his brother, but it was out of character for him to do that in the first place, and David must have realized it."
"Martin's just going to have to be more careful," Frank said with a shrug.
Edith laughed. "How did I ever let myself get sexually involved with not just one but two boys still in their teens. I must be crazy!"
"Just horny," Frank said, kissing her.
"You should talk," Edith said, motioning to the boy's raging hard-on.
"Now how the hell do you think that happened?"
Without a word, Edith spread her legs invitingly, her pussy glistening like a ruby red jewel. Her inner flesh petals opened like a flower coming to full bloom, revealing her swollen, tear-shaped nubin of pleasure.
Frank licked her pussy lovingly, tasting her juices for what had to be the hundreth time. He still couldn't get enough of her warm honey.
"We'll have to work something out...." Edith whispered, pressing down on the boy's head with both hands, burying his face in her open snatch.
The wet sounds of sucking and slurping filled the air as the boy went to work on her succulent twat. Edith was content to lie back and wait for another blissful orgasm to take shape deep inside her loins.
She knew this wouldn't be their last afternoon together. She had grown too fond of the boy to let him slip away from her permanently. Even if he didn't have a cock as awesome as Martin's, he still knew how to make the most of what he had.
And why not have two boy lovers instead of one? Edith thought as she writhed ecstatically on her bed. Variety is the spice of life!
If there was only some way she could get the two of them together on one bed with her. Now that would be a dream come true!
Edith forced the boy up and kissed him, tasting her own fuck sauce on his lips. As they tongued each other out, his stiff peter pressed against her thigh, smearing her flesh with his watery pre-cum, which oozed out of his open slit.
"My pussy is hungry again," she whispered in his ear, biting the lobe gently. "Why don't you give it something to eat...."
Frank's tongue trailed down between her tits, then encircled her melon-shaped breasts, leaving in its wake a gleaming trail of saliva. His tongue continued down to drill into her navel. He could feel her belly quivering with anticipation.
He knelt between her open thighs.
"Your cock," she whispered. "Your thick, hard cock...."
He fisted himself in front of her, getting her even more aroused. The mere sight of his swollen member was enough to make her blood boil.
He gave his shaft a squeeze and his dickhead swelled to more than twice its normal size. It deepened in color as blood rushed to fill it. Another drop of pre-cum emerged from the gaping slit centered on the smooth, shiny dome.
Edith loved the way he teased her, forcing her to wait until he was ready to penetrate her innermost depths. It was such a thrill for her to gaze longingly at his stiff young peter, which had become so aroused at the thought of fucking her.
She reached down and began finger-fucking herself, seeing the hunger in Frank's eyes as he watched her fingers emerge dripping with her love juice.
He stroked his dong and she fingered herself, getting her twat good and wet with its natural lubricants. She wanted her pussy passage to be nice and slippery so he would have no trouble entering her swiftly to the absolute hilt.
She wished it were possible for him to insert his balls into her too; she wanted every part of his sex organs deep inside her.
He leaned closer to her, still stroking his penis.
Guiding his stiff member, he poked his dickhead against her open gash and felt her cuntal muscles and membranes take firm hold of it and tug inward, as if her vagina were a mouth about to swallow his dick whole.
It was a sensation he loved to feel over and over again. He could never grow tired of it.
"All the way," she gasped. "Slam your sweet cock all the way into my cunt!"
As always, her explicit words excited the eighteen-year-old. He had never heard Karen speak this way. She could never tell him what she wanted him to do in such detail, the way Edith did. He wished she would; he loved to hear a woman talk dirty.
He was lucky his girlfriend had been sick in bed with a virus all week; he didn't have to worry about her interrupting his blissful time with Edith.
He rubbed his dickhead against her vicious gash, making Edith moan appreciatively.
"Here it comes, baby!" he exclaimed, shoving his cock up her tight, hot, wet passage.
Edith arched her back sharply and the breath left her body as if she had just been punched in the stomach.
"Ohhh, Jesus!" she gasped, feeling his thickness filling her, stretching her cuntal walls until she wanted to scream for joy.
She wrapped her legs around his buttocks like a pair of scissors, holding tightly as he began slamming into her burning snatch.
"So good and hard!" she cried, her eyes wide with delight.
Her fingernails dug into his flesh, almost drawing blood, but this only added to the boy's burgeoning pleasure. He knew he was satisfying a woman who herself had given him so much pleasure the past few days, a woman whose sexual needs were as unrestricted as his own.
"Oh, you fuck me so well," she moaned, writhing on the bed. "You know how to make me so happy!"
Yes, he had certainly learned a lot since the first eventful morning.
Edith was overcome with pleasure sensations. Her hands were all over his naked, sweating body. He was pounding unmercifully into her steaming orifice, rubbing her clitoris raw with the firm shaft of his aroused penis.
The boy had so much energy! That was what Edith loved about both her teenage lovers: They could go on fucking her for hours on end, never tiring, their dicks somehow always responding, again and again.
And she taught Frank, as she had already taught Martin, to hold back from ejaculating for as long as possible, further enhancing her own pleasure as well as theirs. Frank could now trigger multiple orgasms in her before letting go himself. Often they timed their climaxes so they would cum together, their two bodies joined as one for those few earth-shattering moments of total release.
His fingers clawed at her tits, making her nipples so hard and sensitive she thought they would explode. Then his flicking tongue would finish the work his fingers had begun.
Edith couldn't have been happier!
She had no need to instruct the youngster to fuck her harder; he was already doing that, knowing this was what pleased her most.
His balls slapped rapid time against her pelvis as his cock slid repeatedly between her puffy cunt lips. His lower body became a mere blur as he kept pounding into her to the hilt.
Edith could feel every inch of his thick cock rub against her sensitive clit button. Fuck signals were transmitted to every part of her body. She could already tell this was going to be a tremendously satisfying cum experience.
Edith was wedged against the backboard, the bedsprings sounding, the whole bed starting to move.
"Oh!" she cried between every manly thrust. "Oh! ... Oh! ... Oh!"
It felt so wonderful, ears began to swell up in her eyes. The boy's pants filled her tears. He was like a wild animal in heat, hammering his fuck pole into her until she could feel nothing but pure pussy sensations.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and bit his shoulder to keep from screaming at the top of her voice. Tears of ecstasy rolled down her flushed cheeks.
"Ohhh, Jesus, it's too good ... it's too fucking good, darling!" Her voice broke and she started to weep for joy.
She humped back at his powerful oncoming thrusts until an explosive climax ripped through her lower body. It felt as if a mini tornado was swirling around in her pussy. She was as weak as a kitten; her body was melting in his arms!
"Can't ... hold on for much ... longer...." he gasped, punctuating his words with jackhammer cock thrusts. "Feels ... like ... my ... dick ... my ... dick ... is going to, to burst!"
Still, he continued to pound savagely into her.
She climaxed a second time, and then a third. Tears of pleasure streamed down her cheeks. Her mouth was open wide, but she couldn't speak.
She kept her head slumped over his shoulder to stop it from slamming against the backboard each time he reamed her.
"Such ... a ... tight ... fucking ... cunt ohhh Jesussss."
She thought the poor boy would collapse, he was going at it so fast and furious.
Edith climaxed yet another time. She started to swoon uncontrollably. The pleasure sensations were incredibly intense. Her entire body was on fire!
How long can he continue like this? she wondered.
Then Edith realized it was because Martin would shortly be back in her arms again. Frank wanted to make sure she wouldn't forget how it had been with him. It was a macho thing on his part, and he was certainly getting the message through!
Edith knew she would never forget this moment for as long as she lived.
She could feel her body climbing to another explosive climax. Still the boy went wild, humping her like he was half out of his mind. A grown man would certainly have had a heart attack by now!
Her fingernails dug into his flank as she held on to him for dear life. It felt as if they had been fucking for hours and hours. He simply wouldn't let up.
Edith's hand went down to his buttocks. She spread apart his ass cheeks-no mean feat considering his lower body was a frantic blur of pure energy-and inserted her middle finger into his puckered red asshole.
"I'm gonna give ... you ... the ... best fucking of your life...." He could barely speak. His face was so red he looked ready to explode. His entire body dripped sweat. Edith could feel his heart hammering against his chest.
Edith tried to slip her finger further up his tight young rectum, but it was impossible. His ass wouldn't hold still long enough for her to accomplish what she was after.
Her body shuddered convulsively as she climaxed again. She was ready to pass out.
Finally, the youngster slammed into her ravaged pussy one final time before letting out a girlish squeal of pleasure. He ejaculated so hard inside her twat, Edith could almost taste the spent seed.
He howled in ecstasy. Edith was afraid the neighbors would hear. Then he collapsed on top of her, content to let her expert cuntal muscles milk his balls dry.
When it was over he lay like a dead man on top of her, struggling for breath.
They were both trembling from head to foot.
Edith was grateful when the boy finally rolled off her; she was able to breathe more freely.
"Ohhh, my balls ache!" he complained, crad-dling his nuts with both hands.
"Oh, you poor young thing," Edith said with a smile. She tingled all over, still bathed in the delicious afterglow of not one but a chain of stupendous orgasms, each one better than the one before it. "We're not finished, are we?"
"Just give me a minute to catch my breath ... oh, I don't think my cock is ever going to be the same again!"
"I'm sure you'll survive," she said, leaning over to wrap her arms around him. She kissed his shoulder, and when his head turned toward her she pressed her lips against his and he sighed like a contented little boy who was safe with his mother.
"This won't be the last time for us, will it Edith?" he asked, running his hands through her long black hair.
"No, it won't be," Edith replied. "I think we both realize that now. We'll find a way to be together. Just be patient. Remember, we must always be discrete. Always."
The boy nodded solemnly.
"I've never been so happy," he sighed.
"This certainly turned out much differently than we both thought it would," Edith said, reaching down to gently fondle the youngster's throbbing testicles.
"And all because I overslept one morning."
"I think after we're finished today you'll be oversleeping again tomorrow morning!" And so their passionate lovemaking continued.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Edith had to wait until the day after Martin's arrival for their sexual escapades to continue. This made for a very restless night after she had helped them all unpack. However, she listened to all their stories about London, what they had seen and done, dutifully stifling her impatience, not to mention her horniness. Martin never looked more handsome, more desirable. Edith couldn't wait to get him back into bed.
The boy was anxious to meet her in her room later that night, but Edith was afraid, what with jet lag and all, that his parents might more easily awaken unexpectedly, particularly since both Edith and Martin were very verbal during their lovemaking. She didn't want them disturbing David either.
Still, while the others were downstairs after dinner, Martin did manage to sneak quickly into her room where they passionately kissed, his hand slipping up her skirt and into her panties for a brief feel.
"I missed you so much," he whispered. "I'm so fucking horny I'm ready to cum in my pants! You don't know how many times I had to sneak into the hotel bathroom to jerk off!"
It was at that remark that Edith felt a twinge of guilt as she recalled what had transpired between her and David's friend, Frank. And here Martin was thinking she had been all by herself while he was gone, masturbating in his absence.
Edith was almost tempted to reveal to him her sudden affair with the eighteen-year-old youngster, and how she was forced to comply with his wishes, but that could only lead to explaining her ensuing affection for the boy and she was certain that would just make poor Martin jealous. And would just complicate matters more than they already were.
Better to leave sleeping dogs he, she thought to herself.
"You better go back downstairs," she warned, finding it difficult to talk since Martin's lips were pressed so hard against her own.
She couldn't help reaching down to rub his crotch, feeling the massive bulge of his erect penis. The size of his dick took her breath away, the way it had the first time she had felt it.
She felt giddy with desire, as if her brain wasn't getting enough oxygen.
"Let's do it now," he insisted. "No one will know...."
"We can't take that chance ... I still have the dishes to do downstairs ... we'll have to wait until tomorrow ... your father will be back at his office and your mother's already made plans to go out to lunch with her best friend."
"No," he insisted, his hot, eager breath fanning against her cheek.
"And-and your brother will be out with his friends, telling them all about the trip." The words tumbled breathlessly from her mouth. She could feel her heart pounding with desire against her breast, threatening to burst right through her ribcage.
She unzipped his trousers and rubbed the firm outline of his stiff penis over his white cotton briefs. The head of his throbbing tool was outside the elastic waistband of his underpants, pressed against his belly.
"I want to fuck you so badly, Edith," he panted.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you all the time I was away. If we stayed in London another day I would have gone fucking crazy and I mean it!"
"I know, darling, I know ... but we'll both have to wait until tomorrow. We can't become careless now. Ohhh, Jesus, you're so hard! I've forgotten just how your big, wonderful cock really is!"
His middle finger was jammed up her oozing cunt, moving feverishly in and out, in and out, in and out, in a concentrated effort to make her drop her defenses so he could bang her right then and there. He didn't care if they only fucked for a couple of minutes-in fact he was certain he couldn't last any longer before cumming himself.
He was so horny he just had to cum!
As if reading his thoughts, Edith quickly got down on her knees in front of him and pulled down his underpants, his trousers slipping down to around his ankles.
Her pulse raced madly. She was so afraid David would come bounding up the stairs or that Mrs. Williams would suddenly call her, so Edith knew she would have to satisfy the aroused youngster as soon as possible.
"Oh, Christ, yes, Edith," he moaned, pressing down on the top of her head. "Take my cock into your mouth and suck me dry! You don't know how much I've missed your incredible blow jobs!"
The boy was so keyed up, Edith knew he would cum in a matter of minutes. In fact, for her safety as well as his, she was counting on it. It made her too nervous to take any unnecessary chances.
Her heart skipped a beat as his naked erection sprang into view right in front of her. She had been so used to seeing Frank's cock, the sight of Martin's enormous schlong sent shivers up and down her spine.
Moaning with desire, wishing the telltale tingling in her own aroused cunt wasn't so intense, she took the boy's member between her lips and began sucking it hungrily, feeling the tip of it pressing against the very back of her throat.
Even though she had had enough practice by now sucking every inch of Martin's tool, being away from it for a week and sucking Frank's less imposing penis, made her gag as she took every juicy inch of the nineteen-year-old's hard-on into her mouth. Her lips brushed against his bushy pubic bush, so much blonder than Frank's, and it was instantly as if he had never been away.
He hammered his cock into her mouth, leaning over and holding onto her shoulders with both hands for support. His eyes closed and a wide grin spread across his handsome face. Already his balls were starting to tighten. He had almost forgot how good it felt when Edith's lips and tongue went to work on his dick.
"Suck it," he whispered. "Suck it, suck it, suck it!"
He rotated his hips, sending his penis into her mouth in a corkscrewing motion. He was panting for breath.
He called Edith's name over and over again, an arousing litany of desire which helped bring him to the peak of pleasure that much faster.
She squeezed his balls, feeling their awesome cum-filled weight. They were so smooth and round!
Her head bobbed up and down. Every square inch of his peter was glistening with her saliva. Her lips clamped over his tool like powerful suction cups, eager to milk his testicles dry of their precious contents.
Once again, it felt as if they were the only two people on earth. All that mattered to Edith now was giving the boy the kind of all-consuming pleasure he craved most. She could feel the tension buidling up in his blood-gorged cock shaft. Any second now and he would explode!
She could feel the tension building up in her own cunt and wished Martin could satisfy it, but that would have to wait until tomorrow. But there was no denying her pussy was creaming, aching to feel his enormous dong slamming into her again and again as it had all afternoon before he had left for England.
"Suck it ... suck it!" he panted.
Her tongue drilled into his gaping slit and a moment later his cock went into convulsive spasms between her avidly sucking lips and filled her mouth with his delicious boy-cream.
His spicy essence shot straight down her throat as she kept his spurting member locked between her lips.
The boy's body shuddered in ecstasy as he climaxed, sending innumerable wads of semen into her mouth. She could tell from the way he was moaning that she had satisfied him completely.
"Oh, that was worth waiting for," he gasped, straightening up. He pulled back on his underpants and jeans. "Thanks, Edith, I really needed that!"
"Now let's go back downstairs," Edith said, smoothing down her skirt. "Before anyone notices we've been gone."
"You're getting too paranoid," Martin said with a grin.
"Maybe you're right, darling, but it's better to be safe than sorry."
Edith went into the kitchen to finish the dishes and Martin joined his parents and brother in the living room.
* * *
Edith stood by Martin's bed and watched the boy sleep.
It was nearly noon. They were the only two left in the house.
He looks like such an angel, she thought.
Carefully, she pulled back the single sheet covering him and was rewarded by the arousing sight of his naked body. Now that it was summer, Martin slept nude. His dick was hard as a rock, his balls half hidden between his slightly spread thighs.
"My darling little fuckboy," she whispered to herself.
Her cunt started to tingle as she gazed down at his naked adolescent body. He had put on a little weight while in London. All that restaurant food. He looked sexier than ever!
Edith started to undress. She wanted to be naked also when he awoke.
She was glad he was sleeping so soundly. It gave her a chance to gaze hungrily at his nakedness. Her eyes roamed over every square inch of his flesh, from his handsome young face down to his feet. She took off her blouse and bra, letting the articles of clothing fall to the carpeted floor.
As she stepped out of her dress, her eyes remained glued to his magnificent fuck tool. She was tempted to reach down and stroke it, but she held herself back. For the moment, she was happy just to stare at it, to study its sculptured look, to marvel at its exquisite beauty, its size and thickness and the delicate shape of its domed head, so shiny and smooth.
She peeled off her panties and felt desire burning like a white-hot flame throughout her loins. She could feel her pussy juice start to churn.
She started to finger herself while continuing to look down at his enormous stiff penis.
Then she couldn't hold back any longer.
She knelt down alongside the bed and gently took his cock into her mouth and sucked it as if it were a large piece of candy.
Martin remained asleep. He moaned and his head turned to one side.
Her tongue went in circles over his cockhead. She began moaning herself.
The boy's eyes opened and when he saw what was happening, he smiled.
"Sit on my face," he said. "I want to eat you out. It's been too long since I last tasted your pussy!"
Edith thrilled to his words. She let his cock fall from her lips and straddled the boy's face, lowering herself down until her ass was on his chest and her oozing muff was covering his mouth.
She gasped in delight, eyes open wide as saucers, as his tongue slid right up her cunt passage and wrapped itself around her nubin of pleasure.
She loved the feel of his tongue on her clitoris!
He reached around and inserted a finger up her tight bung hole while he proceeded to eat her out. Soon his lower face was gleaming with her tasty cunt juice.
Her exotic aroma filled his notrils. Each time he took a breath, his head would fill up like a balloon with her fragrance.
He had been dreaming of this moment for days now, anxiously waiting until he would see his beloved Edith again and feel her sexy body pressing tightly against his own while he feasted on her succulent twat.
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed her flowing juices, pining for more. It was sheer heaven!
Edith sat hunched over, sparks of pleasure being ignited deep inside her by the nineteen-year-old's searching tongue. He concentrated on her sensitive clit button, caressing it lovingly, making it swell up inside her until it felt as big as the boy's mushroom-shaped cockhead.
Edith esctatically rubbed her muff against the youngster's avidly sucking lips, reveling in the feel of his wonderfully deft tongue as it slid repeatedly over her swollen button.
"Ohhhh, you're so good to me!" she moaned, throwing her head back and letting out a squeal. "I love what you're doing with your tongue. Ahhhh, yes, right there ... yes!"
Honey dripped from her clit onto his tongue for him to swallow.
She reached around and started fisting his enormous dong, rejoicing in its firm, ten inch length. It felt as thick as her wrist, throbbing with desire, ready to fill either her mouth or her cunt or her ass.
"All I have to do is look at your cock and I want to cum!" she cried. She felt on top of the world!
Suddenly she climaxed, writhing atop him like an animal in heat, her body gyrating like a top, forcing her dripping vagina against his mouth.
She called out his name over and over as she came.
When her orgasm had subsided, she slid down his body and impaled herself on his fuckpole, shoving it all the way up inside her, to the absolute hilt, groaning as every thick inch forced her cunt to stretch until she was able to fully accommodate his blood-gorged shaft.
It was sheer ecstasy!
Martin held onto her hips while she bounced up and down, rotating her hips so his cock could act like a corkscrew as it sliced through her innermost cuntal depths.
The bedsprings sounded in protest as she rose and fell, her thighs gripping his for support.
Edith could feel the end of his peter going into her womb each time he humped up to meet her downward thrusts. His cock felt like a shaft of red-hot steel slamming between her puffy pussy lips.
"I can feel it," Martin gasped between gritted teeth. "Ohhh, this time I can't hold on for too long ... it's too fucking good!"
Edith didn't mind if his endurance was below par. He had, after all, been away from her for a while and was tense with pent-up sexual desire. Besides, she could feel an orgasm building up inside her steaming pussy, ready to explode at any moment.
"Just hold on for another couple of minutes," she moaned. She hopped up and down faster. "I'm almost there, baby ... almost ... there...."
Just then Martin's door opened and his younger brother David stood rooted to the spot. When he saw what Martin and Edith were doing his mouth opened wide and his eyes nearly popped cut of their sockets.
He was too shocked to say anything. He just stood there and stared. Edith and Martin were oblivious to his presence; they were too wrapped up in their passionate lovemaking to notice they were being watched.
Young David felt his cock uncoiling like a snake in his jeans as he watched Edith's sensual movements. He shook his head, as if to clear it, but the erotic sight of Martin and Edith fucking remained.
David's dick was hard as a rock, throbbing like a bastard.
Edith let out a cry and slumped over on top of David's older brother, keeping his dick buried inside her to the hilt.
They came together, their naked bodies convulsing in ecstasy.
As shocked as David was to actually see his brother fucking Edith, he wasn't really surprised it was happening. They had both been acting funny lately; David couldn't help think something was going on between them, even though Martin was saying nothing.
"David!" Edith called out. "How long have you been standing there?" She slid off Martin and covered herself with the bedsheet, leaving Martin to smile sheepisly at his younger brother.
"I knew it!" David cried triumphantly. "I knew something funny was going on; I just knew it!" He winked at Martin. "How long has this been going on?"
Edith's face was aflame with embarrassment. Oh God, she thought, it's all over now....
When David saw the expression on Edith's face, he blushed. "I-I-I'm sorry," he stammered. "I didn't mean to barge in like this ... I was gonna borrow Martin's glove to play ball ... I guess I should have knocked...."
"Well, hell, maybe it's better this way," Martin said. "Come on in and close the door." Then he whispered into Edith's ear: "Don't worry. This had to happen sooner or later. He's not going to say anything, and besides I've been thinking ... why don't we let him join in on all the fun. We can make it a threesome. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
The thought had certainly crossed Edith's mind.
"You wouldn't mind?"
"Of course not."
David stood awkwardly looking down at his feet.
Edith patted the bed next to her. "Come sit." She let the sheet fall to expose her magnificent breasts.
"How would you like to lose your cherry?" Martin asked his brother, who looked not only embarrassed, but a little frightened as well. "Just like I did."
"You mean it?" he asked, his voice as faint as a whisper. "Sure! Ask Edith."
David swallowed hard. His eyes went right to Edith's exposed tits. His heart pounded at the thought of touching her melon-shaped orbs.
Edith placed her hand on David's thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. She could see by the bulge in his pants that the boy had a hard-on. "It's okay, darling."
"Really?" His face brightened with anticipation.
As if by way of reply, Edith threw off the sheet covering her and she opened her legs invitingly.
David looked at his brother and smiled.
Martin nodded, then grinned. "Share and share alike!"
"Wow!" David's eyes swept over Edith's naked body. Never had the youngster seen a more voluptuous body, not even in any of the glossy men's magazines Frank had.
"I think it would be a good idea if you got undressed," Edith suggested. She couldn't believe her own good fortune. Now she was going to take David's cherry! It was a dream come true! Not just one handsome young stud, but two!
David took off his T-shirt and kicked off his sneakers.
"Let me do the rest," Edith offered. "Don't be embarrassed. We're all friends here. Good friends...."
As if to show off, Martin combed his fingers through Edith's thick pussy bush while she leaned over and unzipped David's faded jeans.
"Give me a kiss," Edith said to David. When their lips touched, Edith slipped her tongue into the boy's mouth, at the same time slipping her hand into his underpants to grab hold of his dick.
David thought he would go through the ceiling!
She stroked his long, lean member and reached further down to fondle his plump, cum-filled testicles. It was their first intimate moment together, and Edith wanted it to be a memorable one.
She whispered into David's ear, "Would you prefer that Martin left us alone?"
David nodded.
Edith turned and whispered something into Martin's ear. He smiled. "Sure. I understand." He leaped up and gathered his clothes. "I'll go down and fix myself some breakfast. I'm kind of hungry anyway. Catch you later."
"Thanks, Martin."
Martin grinned at his younger brother. "Don't mention it. Enjoy yourself!"
As soon as Martin closed the door behind him, David pressed his lips tightly against Edith's mouth, jutting out his tongue so she could suck on it. His middle finger shot up her open snatch and his other hand grabbed hold of her right tit.
This sudden passioante reaction thrilled Edith. It was so unexpected she almost burst out laughing. She was careful not to for fear the youngster would take it the wrong way.
"You're a little tiger!" she gasped between wet French kisses.
"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do this, Edith. Ever since I can remember. Ohhh, God, your cunt is so wet!"
She somehow managed to pull down his jeans and underpants. He lay beside her on the bed, his naked young body more muscular than Martin's, though equally as lean and well proportioned.
"Let me just look at you," Edith said, running her fingers through his pubic bush (a darker color than Martin's) while his cock shaft rubbed against her knuckles.
His penis was slender, but nearly as long as Martin's. It too formed a bulbous head that was swollen and shiny. His balls were hung low, the two sacs very pronounced. She fondled them in the palm of her hand, feeling their weight.
"I never thought Martin would have the guts to make it with you," he said breathlessly, feeling her probing fingers on his virgin sex.
"Your brother can be very tenacious when he wants to be."
"He never said anything to me about what you've both been doing."
"Not because he didn't want to. I just didn't want anyone else knowing about it, especially your folks. I guess in your case I was being a little paranoid. I knew we couldn't keep our affair a secret from you for too much longer. Just as long as your parents don't find out."
David giggled. "Yeah, Mom would flip out! But don't worry, I can keep a secret."
"You better, or it'll be your ass too!"
She began fisting his long, lean member.
"Ohhh, Edith ... Edith...."
She went down on him, his cock shaft disappearing between her lips to the hilt.
Unlike his more experienced brother, David came very quickly, his cock erupting in her mouth. Edith swallowed every delicious wad of his sperm while he writhed on the bed.
By the time she was through sucking him off, her cunt was sending out urgent fuck signals, which Edith simply couldn't ignore. Her pussy ached to be filled by the eighteen-year-old's hard young cock.
His cock remained absolutely rigid after he had shot his last thick wad into Edith's mouth. Perhaps he wouldn't cum quite so quickly the second time.
Edith helped him mount her, taking hold of his stiff fuckpole and guiding it directly into her steaming orifice. Looking down, he watched his cock disappear between Edith's glistening cunt lips and he rejoiced in the sensuous feeling of her cunt muscles and membranes taking firm hold of his throbbing penis and caressing it lovingly.
David couldn't believe he was actually fucking a woman he had desired for so long. It had happened so quickly his brain still couldn't comprehend the momentous event.
Once inside her, however, his slim hips went to work and he began slamming his meat into Edith's hot, tight cunt, realizing he was fucking for the first time!
"Edith, this is great!" he enthused, his butt rearing up in the air before he plunged back into her to the hilt. His nuts slapped against her rhythmically.
At first the boy was understandably clumsy, but he learned quickly. Edith soon had her legs wrapped around his buttocks while he pounded into her with all his might.
He sucked her nipples until they were raw.
Edith's fingers danced all over his naked body as he brought her closer and closer to an explosive orgasm.
"You're good," she whispered into his ear, her voice hoarse with emotion. "You're so fucking good, Davey!"
He was thrilled by her words of appreciation.
Her fingernails dug into his ass cheeks as she climaxed, her body shuddering in ecstasy. Several moments later, David came, his cock ejaculating inside her grateful pussy. He had never experienced an orgasm as intensely pleasurable as this one before.
He continued pounding into Edith even after he had finished coming. She couldn't believe his prowess!
This time he made her cum two more times before finally letting go himself.
"Christ, you're a natural!" Edith gasped after he had rolled off her to catch his breath.
"Beginner's luck," he joked.
He disapproved this when their frantic lovemaking continued. This time he wanted to fuck her dog-style. He fucked her for what seemed like hours, his lower body ramming against her rump, sending his dick slicing through her innermost cuntal recesses with effortless ease.
Edith couldn't have been more delighted. She lost count of the times he brought her to orgasm. It was hard to believe she had just taken his virginity. He was fucking her like a pro! And what he lacked in expertise he made up for in sheer energy and determination.
When their bodies once again separated, Edith was panting for breath, her body still tingling from another incredible orgasm.
But she was far from finished.
"Why don't you get your brother," she said, stretching like a cat on Martin's bed. "He must be getting lonely downstairs."
"Sure thing!"
And while you're at it, she thought with a grin, why don't you give your friend Frank a ring....
CHAPTER EIGHT
Edith had to admit to herself it was perfect. She and the boys would have the whole weekend to themselves. Mr. Williams was off on one of his business trips, this time to the West Coast, and his wife was going to join him to shop for a new fall wardrobe, since it was already the end of August.
Any excuse to go shopping, Edith thought, impatient to get into the sack with her boy lovers. She stood out on the driveway while Martin and David said goodbye to their parents.
"Now don't give Edith any problems," she told David, giving him a hug.
"Don't worry, Mom," David said, turning his head to smile at Edith. "We won't be any trouble at all."
"Keep an eye on your younger brother," Mrs. Williams said to Martin. They kissed and Martin held open the door of the limousine that would be taking his parents to the airport.
Edith and the two boys waved until the limo disappeared around the corner.
"What time are Frank and Karen coming over?" Martin asked as the three of them walked back into the house.
"I told them around noon, so that gives us a couple of hours to ourselves."
Once upstairs in Edith's room, David insisted on undressing Edith himself.
Martin quickly stripped off his clothes and lay back on her bed to watch. By the time his younger brother had peeled off Edith's panties, Martin had a raging hard-on.
Then it was Edith's turn to take off David's clothing. His T-shirt and faded cut-offs were soon lying on the floor beside the bed. She rubbed her hand over his white cotton briefs, feeling the exciting shape of his erection. David, who was lying on his back on the bed, reached up to play with Edith's tits as she knelt between the two boys.
A moan escaped the eighteen-year-old's lips as she hooked her thumbs under the elastic waistband of his underpants and slowly, ever-so-slowly, pulled down the last article of clothing covering his lean young body.
The head of his penis caught just under the waistband and arched forward, only to slap back against his belly once his briefs were down past his balls.
Martin began stroking himself as Edith bent over David and covered his glans with her hungry lips.
Edith, seeing what Martin was doing out of the corner of her eye (and not wanting a precious drop of his cum to go to waste), wriggled her ass invitingly. She gave the older boy the choice of her puckered red asshole or her glistening pink cunt, the opening just visible within her thatch of black pubic hair.
Martin got up and knelt behind her, ready to fuck her doggie-style.
He decided to ravage her tight, wet cunt.
His dick jutted manfully from his blond-haired bush of wiry pubes. Taking hold of the thick shaft, he guided it between her puffy pussy lips and shoved his penis into her until only his balls remained outside her succulent confines.
Edith's hot breath fanned over David's mushroom-shaped cockhead. She ran the tip of her fleshy tongue around the open slit while the boy watched her intently. Seeing her tonguing his cock was as exciting as feeling it, and added immeasurably to the boy's overall pleasure and enjoyment.
She fisted the lower portion of his lean shaft, and in a few moments a watery drop of pre-cum emerged like a tear from the open eye of his penis.
Edith scooped up the single drop with her tongue, enjoying the spicy essence. Her taste buds thrilled to the experience.
Martin leaned forward to reach under and cup her tits, the nipples becoming instantly hard and pointed between his tweaking fingers.
Edith's tongue-tip trailed down the underside of David's erection and over his plump young scrotum, leaving behind a glistening line of saliva.
"Put it in your mouth," David gasped, his ass digging into the mattress. His stomach muscles became taunt with anticipation. "I want to see you sucking every inch of my tool!"
Edith was more than willing to comply.
Her tongue travelled back up his dick shaft and her lips clamped like powerful suction cups over his glans, her tongue tickling the prominent rim of the domed head.
"Ohhh, that feels good, Edith ... so fucking good!"
David watched as his cock slowly disappeared between Edith's lips, inch by slender inch. It was one of the most exciting things the boy had ever seen.
Edith could feel Martin's huge member slicing through her. His dick was like a dull knife cutting through her sensitive flesh.
The pressure was steadily building inside her fuck passage, a sure indication an orgasm was rapidly approaching. The nineteen-year-old boy was careful to insert every inch of his long cock, rubbing it directly underneath her swollen nubin of pleasure.
His hands roamed over her body, caressing her lovingly, sparks seeming to ignite from his finger-tips, especially as they moved over her nipples.
His well-hung balls slapped time against her buttocks.
Soon the smell of torrid sex hung over the threesome like a cloud, the fragrant scent of Edith's aroused pussy-dripping love juice like a broken faucet-mixing with the musky aroma of boy-cocks.
Martin pounded into her more rapidly, his lower body working like a piston.
Edith's head bobbed up and down, her lips tightly embracing his tool while her tongue caressed his cock shaft lovingly. Every square inch of his shaft glistened with her saliva. She nuzzled her teeth around the rim of his dick head and the boy groaned. He could no longer keep still on the bed. He humped up to meet the downward motion of her mouth, making sure she took every bit of his penis between her lips.
They were like three perfectly synchronized machines-each in tune with the other.
Edith was the first to cum. She stopped sucking David's cock only long enough to thoroughly revel in the intense cunt sensations rising up from her pussy like a burning inferno.
Although the pleasure thrill lasted only for a few precious moments, it felt like a long time to Edith. A rainbow of colors exploded before her eyes, giving her orgasm more substance, as if another dimension had been added to it.
She then resumed her cock sucking, feeling the boy's entire cock swell up between her lips. He was writhing on the bed now, grabbing fistfuls of the bedsheet and moving his head to and fro, his teeth gritted in anticipation of a wonderfully intense orgasm.
"Ohhh, Jesus!" he whispered under his breath. His face twisted into what at first looked like a painful grimace. But when his cock exploded inside Edith's mouth seconds later he howled in ecstasy, his ass raising up off the bed as if the force of his climax was pulling him.
Semen gushed like a fountain down Edith's throat. She couldn't even swallow it all. Thick wads of it oozed unchecked out of the corners of her mouth as she continued to suck his peter until it was absolutely bone-dry.
Only then did she let it fall out of her mouth so her tongue could sweep over her cum-stained lips to scoop up the last remaining bits of his spent cum.
Martin was the last to climax, and because he took so long he sparked yet another orgasm inside Edith's steaming pussy so together they reveled in blissful pleasure sensations.
When it was over, Martin pulled out of her and lay back on the bed. His dick, still half erect, lay twitching on his belly. It glistened wetly with her love juice.
Edith sandwiched herself down between the two teenage boys, sighing with contentment.
"I've trained you both very well," she said, putting an arm around them both.
"We couldn't ask for a better teacher," Martin said, giving her a kiss.
Just then Frank's voice sounded from downstairs.
"Come on up," Edith called out.
Frank entered her room with his girlfriend Karen trailing behind. She was still a little shy when they all got together, which was only a handful of times over the course of the summer, but she had certainly blossomed out tremendously from their first "session" (as Edith liked to think of it) together.
Looking back at that first eventful afternoon when her affair with Martin first began, Edith never would have thought their lovemaking would have branched out to include three other youngsters. But once Frank had learned David had become involved, it wasn't long before Edith felt compelled to suggest Frank join in as well.
There were no hard feelings between the three boys, and since there always seemed to be one boy left out when Edith and her young studs all got together, Frank suggested Karen be allowed to join in on the fun.
Karen at first was understandably reluctant, and frankly Edith had been amazed Frank had somehow convinced her to participate. But once Edith was assured the girl could keep secret all that was going on, and that absolutely no one else would be admitted to their illicit circle under any possible circumstance, she decided their little group could be quite exciting.
"Come and join the party," David said, primarily addressing Karen, as he wanted to fuck her next.
Edith's large bed was barely able to contain them all, but once their bodies blended together in frantic lovemaking everything seemed to work out all right.
Frank unabashedly undressed. His dick was already hard and ready for action. He slipped into Edith's arms and she helped guide his throbbing member into her open gash. Then Martin straddled her face, leaning forward so he could insert his cock into Edith's eagerly awaiting mouth.
This left David and Karen. The boy would have her all to himself, which suited him just fine.
He helped her undress while she gazed hungrily at his naked body, his long slender dick making her mouth water. He undid her halter top and, because she was braless, exposed her perky little upturned tits, an exciting contrast to Edith's formidable breasts.
Already Karen's nipples, which were surprisingly large and prominent, were pointed.
David tugged off the eighteen-year-old girl's tight-fitting shorts and her pink panties, revealing her auburn bush of pubic hairs. The sight of her cute pussy was enough to make David's blood boil.
They quickly positioned themselves in a sixty-nine position, as if by pre-arranged agreement. David wanted to get her good and wet before he fucked her.
So Edith and Karen lay side by side on the bed, both being dutifully attended by their anxious young studs, free to both give and take pleasure as they wished.
Karen and Edith had even met alone on one occasion, much to Edith's delight, because the young girl had been the one to inititate their lascivious lovemaking. Such was the almost hypnotic control Edith had on all the teenagers.
Neither Karen nor Edith had made love to another member of their own sex before, but somehow doing it together seemed perfectly normal, a welcome and exotic change from their relationship with the boys.
Sometimes they would let the boys watch them while the boys jerked off together.
The sounds of moans and groans filled the room. There were other sounds also. Sounds of slurping and sucking and the writhing of one sweating body against another. The wet sounds of lips and tongues working in perfect harmony, not to mention the insertion of dick into cunt.
"Your pussy is so fucking wet and tight!" Frank gasped.
"That's it, baby, take every inch in your mouth ... I want to fill your mouth with my cream!"
"Harder, David ... yes, that's it ... ohhh my clit is ready to explode!"
"You're gonna feel every inch of my cock ... you're gonna cum so many times you'll lose count!"
"I can feel it ... God, yes, I can really feel it now!"
"Hold on, baby, I'm almost there!"
"Suck harder ... harder!"
"My nuts are gonna explode!"
"So tight ... so tight...."
"I want to see you swallow every drop, Edith...."
Edith sucked so hard on Martin's cock she thought her neck would snap. She could feel Frank's thick cock pounding away deep inside her pussy. She had her legs wrapped around Frank's waist, holding on for dear life.
The bedsprings creaked as Frank slammed into Edith's ravaged cunt and David rammed into Karen's pussy.
Karen was beside herself with pleasure. She loved the feel of David's long, slender tool inside her. She could feel his smooth rigid staff rubbing directly against her swollen clit button, bringing her closer and closer to that prized moment of blissful release.
She encouraged him to go faster, even though he was already hammering into her a mile a minute. She turned her head and watched Edith sucking Martin's huge dong, while Frank jabbed his cock between her legs as if his very life depended upon it.
Then the young girl's body went into spasms of pleasure as she reached a devastating climax. Every nerve end tingled in ecstasy.
One by one, like a slow chain reaction, the youngsters each reached their own apex of pleasure.
Edith swallowed the last mouthful of Martin's frothy cream while Frank shot his last wad deep into her cunt.
Now it was Martin's turn to fuck Karen dog-style, while the eighteen-year-old girl feasted on Edith's succulent pussy. David straddled Edith's face so she could suck on his tool, which had yet to go limp.
"Hey, what about me!" Frank protested.
"Come on next to me," Martin said. He was on his knees behind Karen, ready to plug her fuck hole.
"How are both our cocks going to fit into Karen's pussy?" Frank asked. "She has all she can handle with just yours!"
Martin shrugged. "Okay, forget it."
"Okay, okay, let's try it."
Pressing their cocks together to form one incredibly thick shaft, they pressed their combined dickheads against Karen's glistening pink bud and, much to their surprise, her muscles and membranes eagerly accepted both dicks, forcing them inside her to the hilt.
Karen thought she would pass out. She didn't think it was possible for her cunt passage, which was as narrow as Edith's, to fully accommodate two lusty boy-cocks. But somehow it all worked out.
The boys synchronized their fuck thrusts so their cocks went in and out of her dripping orifice at the same time. It was awkward at first, and several times one boy pulled out sooner than the other, so they had to pause to reinsert their peters together again, but before long the boys were slamming their fuck meat into the eighteeen-year-old girl as if they'd always balled this way.
Once again various moans and grunts and groans of pleasure rang out in the air. Naked flesh slapped and pounded against naked flesh. Sweating bodies writhed and thrashed about on Edith's bed while the bedsprings creaked in protest.
"This is the only way to fuck!" Frank called out.
"You better believe it!" Martin piped in.
Edith and Karen were both too preoccupied with sucking cock to voice their opinions.
And so their torrid lovemaking carried on late into the afternoon, until it was simply impossible for any of the boys to get it up any longer. But that was after countless orgasms between them, which had left them all-especially Edith-thoroughly satisfied.
Still, after Frank and Karen had left, Edith knew she would have both Martin and David to look forward to after she fixed them all a delicious dinner.
And there was always tomorrow, when Frank and Karen promised they would return, bright and early.
All in all, it had proved to be a very eventful summer, with many months of pleasure still to come!
