What would you do to amuse yourself if just you and your teenaged son lived alone in a chummy little trailer park? And your teenaged son had some real far-out buddies ... one very close stay-over-night type buddy? Teenaged boys built bigger and with more stamina than their dads had at the same horny young age?
That's exactly what Diana Butts does to amuse herself, too ... she writes about the things she knows best ... her friends and neighbors in the chummy little trailer park where Mrs. Butts lives with her handsome son. Mrs. Butts has declined to acknowledge that Bang A Bunch of Boys is autobiographical, but we here at Surrey House, Inc. insist upon putting two and two together, as often as possible, and we drew our own conclusions about house-trailer living.
We offer you the very same opportunity with Bang A Bunch of Boys.
Fortunately Mrs. Butts has the very talented German shepherd King to help out ... at least in her novel. We doubt seriously if Mrs. Butts was ever dragged through the bushes by a gang of teenie-rapists and just worked over from top to bottom as the ultimate object of a bunch of little boys' most erotic fantasy.
Or endures the ecstatic delights that only the giant of a black man can furnish to wile-away the quieter hours.
Bang A Bunch of Boys has it all, and then some. Read on and see for yourself exactly what we mean by truth being much stranger than most fiction you'll encounter these days, anywhere.
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
Diana urged her huge German shepherd to her boiling cunt.
"Come on, boy, come smell mama's sweet hole. Come on, baby, taste of my hot juices." She slid her fingers up and down her slippery crack and held them to the dog's nose.
"Come on, King, lick my fingers. My juices're so warm, and they taste so good. Come on, baby." She talked softly to the huge dog.
The big dog bumped his nose on her hand that was running wet with cunt juice. He began to lick and sniff at her fingers. He lapped all her sticky vaginal jazz and searched for more. He licked his chops and sniffed down her flat belly to her wet, sticky nest.
"That's it, boy. Keep going. Go on down to my tunnel, down a little farther, down, boy, down." she cooed. "Let's you and me have a good fuck. You can do a damned fine job on screwing. Come on, boy."
The dog sniffed deep into her burning pussy. His rough tongue lapped at her dark, curly pubic hair. His hot breath seared into her eager snatch.
Diana spread-eagled her legs, laying wide open her fragrant steaming crack. "Those friggin' little bastards really turned me on. Now, King, you can follow through with the actual fucking."
She thought of her fourteen-year-old son Danny, and his buddy Mike. She had been sitting on the patio watching them fold their newspapers for their delivery routes. Sonofabitch, for such young kids they had bulges in their pants that would turn on any woman in her right mind. I can't help it if they're both built like young stud horses. Shit, that Mike must have a dong that'd go in my hole and up to my mouth. I sure would like to get a good punch job from him. Of course that's out of bounds. Danny's out of bounds, too. He's my son and screwing him would be incest. I'll have to get it on with my dog. He comes across with one fine fuck, if I must say to myself. Those damned boys and their tight pants filled so full the bumps ought to split the pants. They didn't have to sit Indian fashion and have their big whangs all but jump out at me! I'd like to suck a prick like theirs. I'll bet either one of them would taste delicious ... all runny with cum, all throbbing and shooting my mouth full of succulent, boiling sperm. What a fantastic thought! To eat my own son's cock would be really cherry-delicious. Fantastic! I better not think of that sort of thing. I must be losing my marbles. That buddy of his would be a tasty mouthful. I bet he'd like me to chew his tight, little asshole. I'd sure get a thrill out of sticking my tongue in his tight bung-hole. I wonder what he'd do? I know what his folks would do if they ever found out ... send me to jail. Why'm I thinking such ridiculous thoughts? I've often wondered about screwing a young boy, but why'm I hung up now so bad? I can't think of such dumb things.
"Come on, King, let's get it on," Diana whispered.
She flipped over on all fours. She felt the dog nose into her wet asshole. His saliva-covered, rough tongue lapped at her sweaty crack. Her heart pounded! Her body quivered! Her body shook! Shots of fire burst within her flaming-hot body!
She felt the dog mount her. The feel of his hot, thumping penis snubbed to her asscrack and slid quickly to her fluttering cunt making her shake with anticipation. She felt his shovel-nosed prick penetrate her slippery, boiling hole. Her vaginal muscles clamped tightly onto his rampaging cock.
He humped his hips and whammed his slick dick deeply into her gyrating box. He pushed it into her tight tube and pounded it home. The dog grunted and whined wildly.
Diana's tunnel muscles relaxed their grip slightly on the dog's pulsating penis. She felt his hard knob bang against her cuntal mouth.
King humped his hips and grunted low moans deep in his throat. His front paws clutched around her sweat-slick belly. He humped and plunged it in and out, to and fro.
Diana took one of her hands and felt for her own seeping crack. Her fingers found her juice-drenched clit and she tweaked it violently. Tingles of passion shocked through her frenzied body. Her fingers pushed to her cuntal mouth. Her vaginal opening fluttered to her touch and the dog's ramming.
"FUCK IT TO ME ... RAM IT IN ... FUCK IT TO ME ... FUCK, BABY ... FUCK IT TO ME," Diana gasped.
The dog picked up jack-hammer speed and pounded her dribbling hole as if he understood just what she said.
The dog-fucking sent her spiraling to the stars. Her clit sent shocks of delight into her gut. Her boiling hole grasped and clenched his shooting prong and drained every drop of slippery fluid out of him.
Her dark head whirled and hair flew wildly in the air. Her breathing came in short, inward gulps. Her arms would hold her weight no more and she collapsed into bliss on her sweat-slick belly.
"LORDY ... LORDY ... LORDY ... WHAT A CUM!! YOU'RE BIGGER AND BETTER EVERY TIME ... KING! MY FINE FUCKIN' DOG ... YOU'RE A PRIZE OF A COCK ... OOOOHHHH, THAT WAS GOOOOOD!"
The dog pulled his limp and rubbery tool out of her cum-deluged tunnel. He sat contentedly between her wide-spread legs and tongued her slippery crack. His rough tongue lapped and licked the oozing jizz from her drenched and spasming vaginal mouth.
"That feels sooo great!" Diana purred to her stud dog.
The dog continued his pleasure-work and lapped her flooded slit. His nose prodded into her seething cuntal mouth a full inch in search of more delicious juices.
He was well rewarded as her whole tunnel was rolling with waves of dog juice. He lapped at the oceans of goo that flooded into his snorting, slurping mouth and bathed his thick tongue in sticky, hot prick jizz.
That is really far-out ... King's a neat dog ... really spiffy. If I wasn't so cock-starved, maybe I wouldn't think of taking on my dog ... maybe I'd've missed his fantastic stud service ... maybe I'd be balling a mile-a-minute with some grand human type peter. Oh, but I'd hate to miss this fabulous pup grinding it into me and fucking me for all he's worth....
Diana flipped over on her back and spread two well rounded thighs. She took her fingers and spread her labial lips wide apart. Her exposed pink love-bud vibrated madly. She wanted more of that dog! She knew he could make her writhe around in another cum-job by just nosing around her fluttering clit and juicy vagina.
Diana had this problem ... she never got enough sex ... never ... never ... never. She had worked her dog down to the nub before, and she'd do it again ... and again. She loved being turned on. She loved fucking.
She loved to have her dog lick her slit, vagina, and clit. His thick, rough tongue sent shivers up and down her body.
King crawled commando style up between her tanned thighs and poked his cum-soaked nose to her popped-out, fluttering clit.
"THAT'S IT, BABY, THAT'S IT!! TAKE A GOOD WHIFF OF ALL THAT GOOD JUICE. THAT'S YOURS AND MINE ALL MIXED TOGETHER! SMELLS LIKE FISH AND YOU LOVE FISH ... LICK ME, KING ... LICK ... LICK. GIVE ME A GOOD TONGUE JOB ... THAT'S THE BOY, LICK YOUR LITTLE HEART OUT."
The big beautiful dog prodded her pulsating clit. His thick tongue came out of his hot mouth and he licked roughly and eagerly at her tender passion-button. He lapped down her moist slit and nudged at her steaming vagina.
"AAAAHHHHOOO FAR ... OUT, JUST KEEP IT UP. THAT'S GREAT ... ABSOLUTELY THE MOST ... I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! " Diana pushed her weeping crotch up into the dog's face. She swiveled her hips slightly. She didn't want the dog to lose his place eating at her seething cuntal mouth. She reached her hands for the dog's head and held it tightly to her smoldering hole while she pitched her hips up and into the dog's lapping tongue.
King anxiously scarfed up all the runny, sticky goo he could find. He inched forward to resume his heavy licking of her wiggling clit.
Diana was going to cum again. Her torrid tunnel spasmed and ran hot. Her puffy clit tingled. Her whole body wracked and shook. Her face was fevered. Her head reeled. She clutched the dog's head firmly.
"I'MMM GGONNNAAA ... CCCCUUUMMMM," she cried, reeking of passion.
King licked a steady, rough lap on her voluptuous love-bud.
Diana punched her hips up to the dog.
"STICK YOUR WHOLE DAMNED HEAD IN MEEE. FUCK IT TOOOO MEEEE. FUCK ... FUCK ... EAT ME ALIVE! BITE ME! FUCK ... FUCK...."
King snorted and licked her slippery crack. He nudged deeper into her burning hole. He scarfed and sneezed when his nose got so full of her scorching pools of fluid.
She felt the dog's tongue steady on her clit and could take no more. Her hungry cunt lunged spasming into the dog's face and ran hot with steaming juice.
"OOOOHHHH, THAT WAS GREAT!"
King nuzzled her sticky pussy and lapped all the cum off her matted pubic hair.
"That's enough for a minute, King," Diana gasped and patted the dog's huge head. She pushed the young heated dog away.
That wasn't enough for the stud. He had tasted of her fine cunt drink and had a hell of a hard-on. He'd had one great fuck from the dogging position and now he craved to plunge it into her swirling pool from the front. He persistently crawled back to her smelly hole.
"I guess I can't turn you on and off like a light bulb, huh, boy?" Diana was resting peacefully. "That wouldn't be fair to such a good dog anyway. Come on, boy, I'll help you get rid of that hurting pain in your too-full groin. " She allowed the dog to push in between her legs.
King was hot to trot and wasted no time socking it to Diana. The big dog jumped quickly into the saddle and thumped his red dick soundly into her relaxed box. He pushed his screaming dick way up her tunnel and it cried RELEASE ... RELEASE ... RELEASE!
As Diana never got enough cock, the feeling of his pulsating prick rubbing back and forth, in and out, humping ... humping ... humping, she thrust her hips into the dog and held her hole steady for her jabbing.
"REALLLLLY G R E E E E AAATTT! GOOOOOO, KING, GOOOOOO," she sobbed.
"OOOOOHHHHH, BABY, I'M CCCUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG! " she squealed happily.
The hot stud of a dog was right on and shot his cum stuff squirt after flaming, burning squirt deep inside her clutching cuntal furnace. He ll grunted his release and howled his cumming. "AAAAAOOOOOWWWWW."
Diana and dog were completely spent for the time being. They both fell into a dozing sleep, still hung up.
She came to a conscious state and gently stroked the dog's head.
Thanks to those sweet boys and their bulging pants, I got me a royal screwing today. Those two boys have fantastic whangs on them. But, I must remember, one of those boys is my very own son! My sweet little teenage son! I'm not gonna fuck my own baby! So he's got a heavy ass ... so what ... I'm his mother! I gotta knock off looking at his bulging pants and imagining his fantastic peter in my cunt. I won't, absolutely won't give into an urge that's incestuous! I'm not a complete nut ... not yet anyway.
She shrugged the sleeping German shepherd off her dry, dark pussy and pulled herself up off the floor. She crammed her too-round ass into tight blue jeans and thought, I've lived alone too long. I never thought I'd take on a friggin' dog ... but he's not too shabby in the sex department. I may have come way down in my morals, but to give in to incest would be unforgivable! No way am I gonna screw my own son! I gotta shake this shit out of my head.
She hooked the dog's choke-chain onto the heavy leather strap and said, "Come on, baby, time you went outside." Diana thought it a little crappy to have to tie her big dog in her tiny yard. That was one rule of the trailer park. All dogs must be kept on a leash or tied at all times. It was a shame to tie King. He needed his exercise ... beside his screwing exercise. Of course Danny took King to a neighboring field occasionally for a run and a piss. The field was just behind the construction yard which joined the trailer park to the west. Diana took the big dog for walks when time permitted. She wasn't always able to walk the dog every day with her busy schedule.
She worked as a waitress on call. Her hours were very irregular. When someone was too sick to come to work or had a heavy date, the boss would call on Diana. Sometimes she knew for a week in advance the hours she would work and sometimes she got a five-minute notice.
She didn't particularly like the set-up, but, until she could find something else, this arrangement would have to do.
She slid the glass door open and led the beautifully proportioned beast down the three steps and out into the back yard. She secured him to the chain-linked fence that surrounded her rear splotch of grass.
"Now you take a crap and weedle and I'll come get you." She patted the dog affectionately on the head and gazed into his deep brown eyes. "You're a hell of a good dog." She smiled at him and walked back inside her mobile home.
I better get this dump cleaned up. Tony might call and want me to take the night shift. Hell, I never know when or if I'm gonna get a decent nights sleep or not. This living alone is for the birds. It isn't that I mind working; it's just that I wish I could get a better job ... one that pays more. The tips're good, but I'm never sure of any certain amount of money. That bastard of an ex-husband of mine, I hope he rots in hell! I've got all kinds of problems, thanks to him.
Screwin' is most important. How long's it been, not counting King? It's been a hell of a while. What'm I gonna do with this cock-starved cunt I've got? King's great at fuckin', but I want warm arms around my body. I want my tits squeezed and sucked. And ... why do I have this abnormal desire to bang young boys? Shit! I'm just a hard-up, horny old lady and any pumped-up cock looks good to me. I can handle this stupid craving for young pricks easily! She dismissed the evil, wicked yearnings from her tired mind.
Diana busied herself tidying up her mobile home. She loved her coach. It was not the biggest coach on the market nor was it the smallest. It was just right for her and Danny. It had two bedrooms, a good sized living room and a cheery yellow kitchen. Of course the plumbing was inside and done in a blazing orange. Diana liked bright colors. She thought a person's home reflected their disposition so she chose lively colors and always tried to keep the place neat and tidy. This she was not always able to do as she was gone a lot with her work and a teenage boy is a lousy housekeeper.
Her pride and joy was her kitchen. She spent many hours a day, when she had time, just puttering around and cleaning cupboards and baking a roast. Many times while she was baking a tasty meal in the oven, she finger-banged herself ... or got it on with a cucumber while she was waiting.
Maybe it was because she was a waitress that she kept her kitchen in tip-top condition. She was sure if the health inspector gave her a rating on her bright little kitchen, it would definitely be an "A".
Also, if an inspector came and checked out her personal, private, hot, little oven, he'd give her an "A" rating after he had sunk his shaft into her and baked his hard prick to very well done.
She sat down on her rose-flowered couch and lit a cigarette. She ran her fingers through her short shag hair. I've got to get me a dye job pretty soon. I hate those little sprinkles of gray. I always thought a person with gray hair looked distinguished. Now I have a splash of it, I think it's terrible. Living alone is making me look and feel older than I should. Shit, I want a man around here. I'm tired of fuckin' the dog. I have a man around here in Danny, BUT I WON'T FUCK MY OWN SON ... NOT THE VERY FRUIT OF MY OWN WOMB. As well as he's built, I wonder if it puts a strain on his back lugging that huge dick around all the time? She had to laugh at her own lewd thinking.
She was still sitting on her round butt when the boys dragged their ten-speed bikes up on her covered patio. She heard the rattle of chains as Danny and Mike secured their prize possessions to the banister of the steps.
Mike lived next door in an equal sized coach with his mother and father. Mike's father was a little lazy, Diana thought. He hadn't put a railing on his steps though the inspector had said all steps that were three high or more had to have banisters. So since he was too busy guzzling his beer and screwing the old lady when he wasn't at work to go by the rules, Mike had to chain his bike to Diana's steps.
Diana didn't mind that Mike used her railing for his bike, but many a time she did mind the moaning sounds that came from the trailer next door as Mike's dad socked it to Mike's mother. Diana had been green with envy as she nailed her railing up. She followed the rules of the park and was hurting from the damned hammer hitting her thumb as she stood up her railing.
Her neighbors didn't follow the rules as they were too busy banging to be bothered with rules.
Her neighbors were having a hell of a balling session while she was putting up her banister and that pissed Diana off. She'd rather have been fuckin' it up than nailing it up. Shit!
"All done with your papers?" she asked as the boys tromped into the living room.
"Yeah." Danny slumped in the chair with the roses on it and Mike fell into the heavy, overstuffed, green one.
Damn little shits! There they sit with their LEGS APART AND THEIR COCKS PUSHING OUT OF THEIR PANTS! Well, how else would they sit? They could sit cross-legged and dainty and then I'd think they were a pair of fags. Diana tried to concentrate on something other than the two boys LUST, HEARTY PRICKS. Her eyes seemed to be held on one or the other boy's crotch. If looks counted, those thick dongs of Danny's and Mike's had long ago been devoured by her warm, watering mouth. She licked her lips, hungering for a human-being's prick. NO ... NO ... NO ... NOT EITHER OF THESE BOYS! I'M A DUMB SHIT! I GOTTA DO SOMETHING ABOUT MY HORNINESS!
"Ah, Danny, my boss hasn't called me in for work tonight, so how'd you and Mike like to take in a drive-in movie?" Diana lifted her gaze from her son's bulging pecker with great effort and looked into his dark eyes.
Danny flung his head to the rear to clear his dark shoulder-length hair from his face. "Could Mike stay over night tonight since you don't have to work?"
Diana looked from her son to Mile. "I guess so if his mother says it's all right." She'd love to get rid of Mike for the night, Diana thought. Then she and Mike's dad can have another of their screwin' matches. Diana knew this would be a night when the giggles and moans and happy groans would fill the air and bounce into her ears from the next-door neighbors. Diana's guts did an easy flip-flop as she turned literally green with envy. Shit!
"I'll go ask," Mike said, all excited about the idea. He ran his fingers through his long shaggy blond hair.
"I swear, if you two don't get haircuts pretty soon, I won't know you from King." Diana pondered the thought. Great, I wouldn't know if King's head was between my legs or if one of these bushy haired boys was eating at my lunch box. Knock it off, Diana! You're not going to even mentally fuck, eat, or be screwed or eaten by either one of these young kids! You got a problem, lady. Get yourself an adult man ... or back to the dog! Stop ... stop those wicked, nasty thoughts! Diana jerked herself up by the boot-straps. I gotta behave myself before I go ape-shit over spewing cocks. Shit ... shit ... shit! I'll go out of my ever-lovin' gourd if I don't get a hunk of hot cock meat in me. A good fuckin' from a good man and I'll get over my longings for young, stiff shafts. I'm sure the only reason I get so friggin ' hot is that these young bucks are too available ... if not available, they're right under my nose with huge peters bulging out at me all the time. I'll take them to the show tonight and the next opportunity I get I'll get a man's prober in me and that'll sure be a cure for these lusty thoughts I have running around in my head!
"As a matter-of-fact, you guys have longer hair than he does right now, " she continued.
"Oh, Mom, you're always bitchin' about hair. I suppose you'd be happy if we both got crew cuts." Danny scrunched himself lower in the chair, poking his cunt jabber up higher.
Mike clomped down the wooden steps. His boots made him sound like a horse instead of a slight one-hundred-twenty pounder. He walked over to his trailer and all sounds of him were gone temporarily.
"We could get some hamburgers and pop and take our dinner to the show," Diana suggested.
"Will you pop some corn here? At the show they never put enough butter on it to suit me. " Danny stated a sound fact.
He likes things juicy and tasty ... just like his sex-starved mother does!
"Yes, I will. Now you better go to your room and see if you two can wade into bed tonight ... it's about time you cleared all your junk out of the middle of the floor anyway. I'll go pop the com. "
The one room of the trailer that was always in a mess was Danny's. Diana had long since given up on cleaning his stuff up. Every time she put his things away, he screamed he couldn't find a thing. After a few days of asking Diana where his transistor, records, tapes, and other things were, he had them all arranged for his comfort once again ... all over the room in a chaotic mess. Then he was happy. He was sort of like a hamster with all his litter, but it was his happy little nest, so what the hell.
Danny got up out of his chair and pulled his flairs down to his hips and adjusted his wide belt to make sure his hip-huggers were low enough.
Diana moaned to herself. I wonder if he keeps his pants up by hanging them on his stiff bone? Those damned pants sure are low. He looks kinda cute in them though. He's such a dear child. I love him so much. He's sure a sweet baby. I really like the way the kids dress now ... makes him look sexy ... tight pants hugging his magnificent bulge ... wow!
Mike burst in the front door and announced, "Mom says it's okay for tonight." He never even stopped but charged down the hall to the back bedroom and Danny.
I thought she'd think it was all right, Diana moaned, anticipating the sounds that would wrack her ears from the trailer next door.
Sounds of the "Troglodytes" and "Bertha Butts" blared from the back of the trailer.
Diana shook her head and went to the kitchen to pop the com.
The movie wasn't holding Diana's attention. She watched the "growing boys" devour hamburgers and slurp cans of pop.
The slup and slurp sounds from the cans of pop sounded like a great blow-job to Diana. SLUUURRRRP. SLOOOOSSSSHHHH. HHHMMMMM.
As soon as the hamburgers were gone, it was time to start on the pop corn. For being on the slender side, those boys could really stash it away.
Diana felt a sizzling in her crotch as her gaze fell to Danny's lumpy lap. Shit! I gotta get away from these boys and their innocent pricks. I'm horny as hell and I can't do a damned thing about it!
Diana burst from the car with her dribbling cunt. The crotch of her panties was soaked.
"Where're you going, Mom?" Danny asked as he continued to chew on his damned pop com.
"I'm gonna go take a leak." I need the fresh air. She was breathing heavily. Her lungs begged for more cool air to help regulate her boiling thermostat.
She walked slowly to the building in the center of the parking lot. Damn, every car had lovers in it. She peeked quickly as she passed the various cars and her eyes soaked up the views of snuggling couples.
She went into the ladies room and rummaged through her purse for a dime. She quickly inserted it into the Tampax machine and grabbed up the little white package that shot out.
She tore the paper off the Tampax and jabbed the cardboard holder up her already slippery curt. She sighed a sigh of relief at having her empty cavity crammed with something. Her clutching muscles sucked the stiff cardboard enclosure for the soft, cottony filling deep up her tunnel. Her eyes closed. It's not a man, but it's not a dog either. It should satisfy me for a while. Jesus, why'm I in the dumb situation I'm in now? Here I am crying for a cock and using anything to stop my cravings ... dogs ... stiff cardboard ... heaven knows what next ... even the carrots and cucumbers at home get sucked in my hole. Shit! Shit! Shit!
She sat back on the toilet and let her hands do the work of shoving the Tampax in and out of her torrid hole. Her hips swung into her every handy thrust. She jabbed her tender flesh relentlessly with the stiff, hurting cardboard cylinder. Harder in and slowly out ... harder in and slowly out, she pushed the cylinder. Her other hand squeezed her clit until it ached with pain and throbbed with pleasure.
This's a hell of a note ... to get it on with a Tampax! Sonofabitch, it HURTS SO GOOOOOD. It's a neat way to go off at inconvenient times ... OOOOOHHHHH, it hurts! Up ... Up ... YOU PHONY PRICK, DIG YOUR WAY IN ... IN ... IN ... UP YOU GO....
Her rampaging hands worked her slit furiously. Her clit was alternately pinched, poked, punched, and prodded wildly. The hard cylinder was plunged, jabbed, stabbed, and pushed violently into her boiling hole.
I'mmmm gonnnnna cccuuuummmmm, I'M GOOO OONNNNNNAAAA CCUUUUMMMM. I'MMMM READDDDYYYY ... NOW ... HERE I GOOOOOO. She jerked and rocked back and forth on the toilet. She wanted to scream her orgasm but knew she could not. So she sat on the toilet feeling the thick juicy cream. squish out of her vaginal mouth and bathe her tense fingers.
UUUUUMMMMMM, that was a good one. She relaxed her tight, taut muscles and pulled out the sopping cylinder. Shit! Only half of it came out. Damn, that other piece of cardboard's stuck up there and I gotta get it out or I won't be able to sit in the car on the seat. That's what I get for fuckin' with a lousy hunk of cardboard.
She plunged her sticky fingers up into her juicing hole and they scrambled around to find the wayward, artificial dong. The tips of her fingers tickled it and vibrations shot through her weakened body. Bastard is too slippery to get ahold of. She worked diligently to retrieve the white thing, but alas ... it was deeply imbedded and too slick with her cuntal fluid to retract. She decided to leave it there until she got home. It would soften some being in that drenched cavity and she'd get it out later.
She pulled on her panties and blue jeans and washed the smell of sex-juice off her hands.
Back at the car, after a slow walk to it, because she could feel the nagging thing deep in her cunt, she carefully sat in the back seat. She shifted her position several times to where the cylinder wasn't about to puncture her sweet meat, but to where it was noticeable to her that she was carrying a stiff something in her watering hole.
The boys thought the movie was super. They were highly engrossed in it and completely unaware of the problem Diana was having.
If this bothers me, taking them to the show, what the hell am I gonna do when we get home? Those TWO GROOVY PECKERS are going to be just down the hall from me all night. I can't and I WON'T FUCK THOSE KIDS!
Diana switched her position and felt the stabbing pain wrack her tunnel and shoot up into her guts. The first thing I'm gonna do is get that mother-fuckin' bastard out of my cunny. She quickly moved and got rid of the shooting pain.
Moving to the back seat of the car and her quickie in the privy didn't improve Diana's interest in the movie a damned bit. Heat soared through her body again, agitated by the constant prodding of the cylinder in her tube. That uncontrollable itch in her juicy slit and that heavy weeping from her cuntal mouth caused her to squirm ... which added to the flame within her by the Tampax holder rubbing ... rubbing deep inside her.
It was an eternity, but the dumb-ass movie was finally over. She never liked movies anyway. When she and Steve had been married, they had gone to the movies only to spend time away from their young son ... and get it on.
Back at the trailer, Diana headed for the bathroom and feverishly dug in her cunt until she finally pulled out the damned cylinder and threw it away. She headed for the 'frig and grabbed a cold beer. She sat at her small table in the kitchen and traced designs in the yellow tablecloth with a quivering finger.
I won't fuck those young boys. That'd be terrible. Why do I crave their innocent bodies? The hell of it is, either or both of them will do. To screw Danny would be incest! To screw Mike would be a jail sentence if I was to get caught! I must be going crazy to think of balling young kids. Shit! I gotta straighten out my fucked-up head and knock off such dumb-ass thinking!
Diana was frenzied and tom apart with her evil desires and what she knew was WRONG ... WRONG ... WRONG!
Nervously she lit a cigarette.
The boys hadn't eaten in well over an hour, so naturally they were busy poking their heads into the cupboards and refrigerator.
"Haven't we got anything in this place to eat?" Danny asked.
Diana looked blankly at her son. If you only knew what I wish you'd eat, she thought.
She downed her can of beer and got another. She sponged up the coolness of it in hopes her temperature would go down.
Mike found some left-over hot dogs in the 'frig. "Nifty. Have you got some mustard or catsup to dunk these in?" He put the plate with the wieners on the table directly in front of Diana.
Danny got new bottles of both and the boys sat dunking their franks and sticking them into their mouths. Mike had the ridiculous habit of sucking his hot dog and then taking a huge bite.
Sonofabitch. Diana sprang from the table, grabbed her beer and ran into the living room. It's bad enough having this craving in my box without watching that damned Mike suck off his hot dog. I'd like to get out of this house tonight! I want to go somewhere ... anywhere ... and get it on with somebody ... I need somebody ... then I'd forget the young bodies here at home.
She sat in the rose-covered chair and drank her beer ... cool, cool beer to drown her evil, evil urges. Her full boobs heaved in the clinging knit shirt. She crossed her slightly too heavy legs to try and blot out the crawly feeling in her fluttering clit.
The boys finished off the franks and, leaving the mess in the kitchen, ambled down the hall to Danny's bedroom.
I'll clean up the table in a minute. First I'm gonna have another beer. She went to the kitchen and got another cold one. She returned to her chair just in time to catch a glimpse of Danny's naked body heading for the bathroom.
This is Let's torment Diana night" ... She sucked in her breath. She looked away ... but was drawn back to see his huge pecker.
His huge whang bounced from one thigh to the other. His balls banged from side to side. His black pubic hair seemed a perfect frame for his perfectly formed, gigantic cock ... he had a pee-hard on.
"Ohmygawd!" Diana moaned low in her throat. She sank into the soft chair and kept watching down the hall to see more. She didn't want to look! She didn't want to torment herself any more than she was already tormented! She tried to look away!
She was hypnotized! She couldn't drag her glassy eyes away from watching down the hallway! She was in a trance!
Mike trotted out of the bedroom as Danny came out of the bathroom. They smacked into each other with a thud. Mike's golden encased, rigid penis bobbed into Danny's dark relaxed prick. Shrieks of laughter sounded from the boys as they side-stepped each other and continued on their individual ways.
Diana's eyes feasted lustfully on her son's firm young ass as he went innocently down the hall and into his bedroom.
She hung in there until she could watch Mike and his great shaft emerge from the bathroom. He was one fine-looking stud. He was well hung and Diana licked her lips at the sight of his young virgin penis. She could all but taste his delicious juices. She let her tongue play tricks in her mouth, going around and around, imagining she had hold of Mike's hard, blood-filled dick.
He walked briskly to the bedroom with his dimpled ass wiggling enticingly.
Diana let her head fall back on the chair. She closed her eyes. She felt her tormented vagina spasm as she thought, against her will, of those two beautiful rods going to waste in the bedroom at the back of her trailer.
Oh, I'm a horny, old lady! I can't help myself! Yes, I can! I'm in control of my body and what I think! Diana had a great battle raging within herself. She had been taught all her life she was in control of what she thought and felt. She was having a battle mighty, within her trembling body to prove this philosophy was right.
Her conscience slammed at her with, You want a cock! At this point any cock would do you! You've gone tooooo long without any lovin'. You don't especially want Danny ... or Mike ... just a good strong prong to satisfy your itching cunt! Shape up, lady!
She shook her head to clear it of all her wickedness. She got up and went to the kitchen. She worked some of her energy off by scurrying around, clearing up the debris the boys had left scattered around the table and counter. She snapped off lights as she went the length of the coach.
At the back door, she remembered King. He wasn't used to sleeping outside so she dragged her fanny out to unhook the beautiful dog. He raced into the mobile home and headed for her bedroom and lunged up on her bed.
You're a great dog, King. You come across with one fine fuck. Too bad you haven't mastered a good suck job on my tits. I'll bet you'd try your damnedest if you were a man.
King waited patiently on her bed while she removed her tight jeans. He perked up from his reclining position when she sat bare-assed on the pink satin bed to tug her pants off over her feet. He perked up his ears. His eyes looked brightly into hers. He crawled across the bed to sniff her hot, strongly scented pussy.
"No. Not tonight." Diana pushed the magnificent animal to his own side of the bed.
Force of habit over the years made her do it. She always checked her baby to see if he was all right just before she hit the sack. Now, he was older, her checking of him was quite unnecessary ... but she always went through the nightly ritual anyway. Mothers are that way about their offspring. They care. Diana was the kind of mother that cared deeply. Maybe it was stupid to look in on her son, but he was all she had and over the years ... and even now ... she couldn't sleep unless she checked one last time before retiring to make sure he was still breathing. When he had been a baby and young child, she always made sure he hadn't crawled under the covers and suffocated in his sleep. She always made sure he was covered comfortably. She checked the windows. She had always made this last minute bed-check ... and she continued to do it over the years. It was a habit. It was a normal, natural thing for her to do tonight.
She peeped into the rear bedroom to do her thing ... check her sweet baby.
BOTH BOYS WERE STARK NAKED!
Diana sucked in her breath. She was totally unprepared for this!
Danny never slept nude! She knew this was a new deal ... maybe because Mike was there. Maybe he always slept in the raw.
Both boys were asleep. They lay sprawled naked on Danny's double bed. Their limp dongs lay lifeless on their young bodies. Danny moved in his sleep and Diana hungrily watched his magnificent cock shift to be cradled by his round balls.
She stood motionless, gazing at the boys' young bodies. She looked at Mike's beautiful prick. His far-out balls nestled between his thighs. Her gaze went to her son's cock. It was long and fat even in a relaxed state.
She worked to control the uncontrollable. She sweat! She shook! She was dizzy with desire ... to slurp and eat at such a delicious feast would be more than she could stand! Heat filled her body!
Her body ached with passion for the virgin boys.
Tears streamed down her face.
I WANT THEM ... BOTH OF THEM....
NO, DIANA, THEY'RE FORBIDDEN FRUIT!
NO! NO! NO! NOT NOW! NOT EVER! NO INCEST HERE!!!!!
Fuck the dog; fuck the milkman; fuck the mailman; fuck the gas man; fuck your boss; fuck anybody! But let those boys alone! LET THEM ALONE! FORGET THEM! SHAPE UP, LADY!
She cried and cried! Her hips rolled and her vaginal muscles clenched ... UNSATISFIED!
CHAPTER TWO
Diana was very busy at work ... but not so busy she couldn't take note of all the hard peters on the men at the counter. Maybe they weren't hard but they sure made fantastic bulges in the guys' pants.
I'm gonna get me a fucker for this night! I'm not going on in my upset condition any longer! I'll just size them all up and put the make on some guy that looks good enough to eat, drink, and screw!
She flitted around in her tight miniskirt and did her duties, all the while eyeing which of the many men that patronized the cafe would be good to make it with that night. She had good legs and most of the guys spent a goodly amount of time watching her while they ate.
She checked them out between customers. She chatted lightly and flirted wildly.
Her imagination ran wild again. Imagine being arrested as a sex-maniac and having these two magnificent fuckers put her in the police car. Of course, one of them would have to be in the back seat with her as they drove a handcuffed and helpless Diana to the clink. She would beg them not to take her in ... as she wasn't really a nympho ... and they could check her out right there in the car. One pig could drive indecisively around town while the other checked out her fucking abilities. Then because he was not sure whether to book her or not, he'd drive while the other officer checked her out for sucking abilities. The three of them could drive around forever ... fucking ... sucking ... fucking ... sucking. Of course she would be completely at their mercy ... and she hoped they would be merciless with her eager body.
That little dream went out the window when the beautiful officers walked out of her imagination and went back to work. They jumped into their police car and drove off into the night.
Quite late a group of long-haired guys dismounted their motorcycles and came in for coffee.
GRRRRREEEEAAATTTT GOOOOOODIESSSSS. Her eyes awed at the line-up of sturdy bulges on the stools at the counter.
She could see in her mind the whole troop of young, bike-riding studs grabbing her and carrying her away on a bike to a deserted, wooded area. Of course, she again would be helpless and at their mercy because there were so many of them ... and they all craved her body. Bitchin'. They would of course, ravish her body wildly. Since there were so many of them, they'd have to screw both her holes at the same time and thrust a throbbing prick in her mouth along with both her holes being plugged. My, my, what a delicious thought. And then, because she was so irresistible and because they were so horny, they would go through eternity sucking, fucking, screwing, blowing, frigging, spitting, and CCCCUUUUMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG! All of them would cum, and some of them would cum, and she would cum and cum and cum and cum and cum and cum and CUMMMMMM. She would be held in one of those guy's fantastically strong, warm arms and be banged again and again and again. Really a swinging idea.
That bunch of far-out lookin' guys had other ideas than screwin' a woman that was in her early forties. They were all engrossed in talk of their bikes. They left her with her cunt burning a hole in her sopping panties to mount their bikes and speed off into the darkness.
SHIT!
Oh, my goodness gracious. Look at what just walked into my web. There must be at least twenty of those good-lookin' whangs and all in a group! WOW!
The group of heavy-assed guys swarmed around a long table and seated themselves. They were an extremely quiet group for being so many well-hung men.
She decided to check them all out!
Diana could imagine all these jacks rolling balls around all night. They weren't bowling balls she was imagining either. And she hoped they weren't all that honorable! She could see herself spread-eagled and naked on that long table under the ogling eyes of all those hefty men. Magnificent! She could see hard cocks coming at her from all directions! Really great!
It turned out that the men WERE HONORABLE. They ate quietly and left in a small bus.
DAMNED ABLE SITUATION!
An older couple came in for coffee. He must have been a great-grandfather and she a great-grandmother.
Diana was able to cool her crotch for a while. The juices that had been running down her thighs dried stickily.
Great-gramps had young ideas and turned out to be the bull that charged ahead! He pinched her ass as she walked briskly past him.
Why that old fart! He's got a hanging hard-on. I guess he can't get it up, but at least it shows signs of life. He's really too much. He's all I need. I'd have to be upside down for his dick to get in me. It's hard, but hanging down! Shit! I want one that looks up!
Diana smiled at the old fart and was glad to see him and great-grandma leave. Good try, gramps, she thought.
Tony closed the cafe promptly at midnight.
Diana was bushed. She'd worked hard and her mind had worked overtime! She had mentally fucked damned near every guy that came in the place. Now she'd go home alone, as usual, and get it on with her dog again.
At least he's dependable! He's always ready and waiting for me. He's a reputable dog with papers ... not an escapee from the dog pound. He's a great fuck, but damn, I wanted a human cock tonight. I want to be held and caressed and loved like Danny or Mike would do it. Shit, lady, not back to that old subject!
"Sit down and drink this," Tony commanded. "You deserve it. We really put in a hell of a night around here tonight. You and me, we worked our asses off. The till'll show a good night." He plumped down on the stool beside Diana and breathed heavily from exhaustion.
Diana gulped at her coffee and sat in silence. Shit, she had problems. Her crotch still needed a stiff one in it and she wasn't going to get one unless something happened on the way home from work ... and that wasn't very likely. What a crock of crap life was handing her!
"You know I really can depend on you, Diana, and I appreciate that. I always know I can call on you when I need help. Like tonight when Lois couldn't come in, I said to myself, Diana, come in and help poor old Tony out of a tight jam." He smiled warmly at her.
Tony was yapping away at her about her good, dependable qualities.
Diana looked at him not hearing a word he said. He wasn't old like he said. He was about her age and she certainly didn't consider herself old. He had lots of black hair and big black eyes that were beautiful! His skin was an olive color as he was an Italian and proud of it. He had thick arms and hams for hands. His belly was round like Santa Claus. If Santa Claus was an Italian, he'd be a dead-ringer for Tony. Tony had a short, black beard and curly mustache and long, black side-burns. He usually laughed a lot like Santa and usually had a very jolly disposition ... but not tonight. He was pooped from the work load.
Diana's mind was brought back to the very real world when she felt Tony's heavy, hot hand resting on her thigh. Now what had he been saying and why was his hand on her thigh? She flushed visibly. She had worked for Tony for quite some time and he'd never laid a hand on her. What the hell was going on? She'd never thought of Tony as anything but an employer.
"Well, what do you think?" he asked her and smiled.
Diana looked blankly at Tony. What do I think about what?
"I shocked you, didn't I? I'm sorry, Diana. I'm sorry that I shocked you. I'm not sorry about what I said. " He patted her thigh.
"Okay, you go on home and I'll never suggest such a thing again. I wouldn't want you mad at me over my silly suggestion. You're a good woman, Diana. I guess I just got carried away. You're so pretty and I've wanted to make love to you for so long. I'm sorry I suggested what I did." He continued to apologize over and over.
Diana smiled at her boss. Maybe she could fake it and get him to propose his plans again ... this time to alert ears. "I like you, Tony."
"But not enough to go with me for a drink?"
"I guess I could go for a drink after all. I think we both need one." So far so good ... now about that making love part.
"Do you think you'll change your mind about later?" he asked hopefully.
"I just might, Tony." She winked at the hefty, husky Italian.
They left and he drove her in his fairly new camper-truck to a quiet bar down the street. Neither of them needed the noise of some rackety place. They had had enough noise for the night.
They sat quietly in a dimly lighted booth and listened to the soft music. They sipped their drinks slowly.
He bent and kissed her affectionately on the neck. He nuzzled into her hair and nibbled on her earlobe. He tickled her ear with his tongue and his hot breath seared through her body and landed thud ... in her fluttering vagina.
Shit! I'm getting turned on like a school girl. Everything he does is absolutely fantastic! No, I'm not acting like a school girl ... before a girl is used to sex, it's easier to say no. When a person has been married and knows sex for its worth, it's not easy to say no. I don't want to say no anyway. I am acting like a mature woman who needs and wants to be screwed. I know what I've been missing! I've been missing this kind of a man! He's great! If he doesn't take me some place really soon, I'm gonna cream my jeans right here and now!
Tony gently turned her head to face him and his warm undemanding lips covered her yielding lips and he enfolded her mouth within the warmness and moistness of himself.
Gawd, he's fantastic! She melted into his strong arms and eagerly took his thick tongue into her mouth and sucked passionately. She felt possessed by this magnificent man. She would yield to his every desire. Her hand went to his crotch and pressed urgently. She needed this man and his powerful organ to give her release.
Tony was in no hurry.
Diana was!
Tony continued to torture her eager cunt. He kissed her warmly and wetly in the ear. His hot breath socked home.
Diana squirmed to ease the itching in her slit. Sweet juices lathered her labial lips. Her hand grabbed at the very hard bulge in Tony's pants and he definitely had a handful! Her body tingled with anticipation as she felt his magnificent pole throb brazenly in her clutching hand.
HER BODY WAS ON FIRE! SHE COULDN'T CONTROL HER EMOTIONS ANY LONGER! She quickly unzipped the dark man's pants and her anxious fingers hobbled around inside his shorts and found his pleasure-giving rod.
"OOOOOHHHHHHHH," she sighed hotly in his ear.
Diana wanted him now, NOW! She clutched his pole and began working his rigidness up and down frantically!
This he couldn't take for very long from this delicious broad. He put his hand on hers and stopped the movement of it. He wanted her in bed and naked and boiling.
"Let's have another drink and dance to that fantastic music," he panted.
She looked into his smolderingly beautiful black eyes and pleaded her case without saying a word. She didn't want to dance. She didn't think she could ... her legs were so limp ... her crack so marshy.
He tugged her small hand from his trousers and, leaving the fly unzipped, pulled her to the dance floor.
She followed reluctantly. Her miniskirt hugged her hips tightly due to her sweaty condition. Her panties were almost nonexistent as they were so wet they stuck in her crack.
He pulled her to his hefty body and encircled her slenderness with his thick arm. They swayed slowly to the romantic music.
The music was beautiful ... but what Diana was conscious of was his stiff flesh had worked its way out of his open fly and was up under her mini doing its thing ... pressing and beating into her seething snatch.
He swayed with the music and his movements were so that he was putting his thing right where he wanted it ... he was, with every movement burying his blood-filled knob deeper into her slippery slit ... and working it slowly to her spasming, greedy hole.
He manipulated her to the back corner of the dance floor ever so slowly. His pulsating prong inched closer ... closer ... CLOSER to her land of paradise. His movements worked his throbbing prick to her sucking vaginal mouth and then just out of reach backward.
"Gawd," she panted. Her head was reeling.
The music climaxed suddenly.
HE RAMMED HER BOILING HOLE HARD and pushed her against the wall with his mighty thrust.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH, " she moaned softly. She'd had it right there on the dance floor. Both her arms went around his neck and she stood there riding hard cock and flooding juicy cum over his rigidness.
''I'MMMMM CUMMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGG," she sobbed her release into his ear. She went all limp in his arms.
Her gushing fluids bathed his surging peter and he stood pressed to her body, shooting her full of hot sticky sperm.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, BBBBAAAAABBBBBYYYYY," he whispered, clutching her mini-covered ass and holding her pinned to the wall.
Neither of them moved. They couldn't move! They were hung up and flooded with cum ... and in a very public place.
The music started again and they danced slowly ... slowly over there in the back comer.
His tool was shrinking little by little and gradually fell back inside his fly. It was all cum and juice coated and limp and rubbery.
At least they were unhooked!
Diana's tunnel was slobbering all down her thighs.
"Let's get out of here," she begged.
Tony put his arm around her slender waist and rested his hand on her slightly too large hips and ushered her out the door.
Outside in the cool air, Diana could not contain herself a minute longer! She grabbed Tony violently and crushed herself into him.
"Ohhhhhh, that was so gooooood, moooorrrrreeee, I needdd moorrrreeeee of you...." She was crying and sobbing and itching and gushing. She'd had to stand perfectly still and take his cock on the dance floor. Now she wanted him to thump it to her so she could move ... MOVE! She jumped uncontrollably onto him and clutched her legs around his hips and humped her crotch into his groin.
Her sudden lunge at his body nearly knocked Tony off his feet. He quickly regained his equilibrium and stood there shocked on his feet. I guess she's hot enough for anything, he thought and carried her to the camper. He opened the door with a little difficulty. He wasn't used to carrying a wild animal on his pelvis. He slid her firmly into the seat and as he was sliding in beside her, he saw her ass wiggle through the boot-opening to the back of the camper.
Gawd-damn, she's ready right here and now. Shit, I want her to go home on my water bed with me. I wanted to rock this chick all night long, but ... I guess not. He followed her through the opening to see her crawl naked on the cab-over bed.
Her ass wiggled provocatively and her titties jiggled enticingly as she scooted gingerly up onto the bed.
Tony stripped off his clothes and heaved his heavy ass up beside her. His fat, stiff dong looked leeringly up at her.
Diana was out of her head and bent to his prick and gobbled it up in her hot, sucking mouth, cleaning off all the dried-up cum and pussy juices. Her tussled head pumped up and down rapidly on his shocked peter. She sucked violently and crushingly. She nibbled too hard on his tender cockhead. She pressed his balls up into him too viciously. She slobbered her spit all over his pulsating rod as fast as she could. She whipped his tender tip violently with her wild tongue.
Tony was shocked at her attack ... and pleased. He had worked her up so beautifully in the bar. She did hurt his organ with her mad sucking and he flinched under her voracious actions. When she bit him wickedly and hard on his shaft, he decided it was time to fuck the shit out of her and save his cock from being mutilated.
He slung her around and pounced on her gyrating, whirl pooling body and stuck it to her, hard and fast.
Their sweaty bodies slapped together and suctioned apart. She wanted it hard and strong and fast, and he pounded his cock to her just that way. Her very guts rocked under the intense banging he was socking home.
His heavy balls smacked her puckered asshole. His ramrod plunged.
Her sucking cunt pitched upward to grab his every thrust.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, BBBBBAAAAABBBBBYYYYY," he moaned and shot her cunt with torrid jets of hot, seething cum. His prick jumped around inside her snatch like a wildly gushing fire hose. His hips held her wham tight to the bed. He clamped his hams of hands onto her butt and held his dug-in whang deep in her cavern.
"SONOFABITCH, you're one fine screw," he gasped.
The sweat was running from his face. He rested his head on the bed beside her limp body and rubbed the sweat into the bed-covers. His prong was still thumping, but slowly now ... and finally quit. He had shot his wad.
Diana felt fine ... except when she had so eagerly attacked his big fat tool before he gave her this grand fucking, she had not completed to her contentment his suck off. Now she wanted to take his magnificent peter and lick it to her heart's content.
Tony slid off her slimy body and fell to the bed beside her.
She whipped her nude body around to face his beautiful organ. Even in its spent and withered state, it was super. He was uncircumcised and the soft folds of skin at the tip of his penis was unbelievably soft to her tongue. She pulled the skin back to expose his lovely prick-head and bent to tenderly kiss it. She nuzzled her face into his balls contentedly.
Her fingers traced down his crack and nudged at his asshole. She took one finger and penetrated his tight button hole and wiggled her dainty finger inside him.
Tony was reacting. He felt his almighty organ reaching for the stars. It reared its beautiful head slowly. He delighted to Diana's pumping of his asshole. He heated to her tender kissing of his testicles.
He pulled her legs apart and over his face. In this popular sixty-nine position, he could work on her round bottom while she continued her lapping of his horn and pumping of his bung-hole.
She sucked his sturdy penis to full attention and bobbed her head up and down slowly, savoring his luscious taste.
He eyed her hole that was winking back at him. His thick fingers spread her labial lips to their fullest and his hot tongue claimed her fluttering clit. He whipped his tongue back and forth directly on her twitching bud. He then encircled her tiny protrusion around and around until she thought she would go mad. He worked his way to slurp at her fountain of oozing cum.
Diana began to burn in her crotch. She had a fire that needed to be squelched but so far it had only been temporarily stifled. Now the fire was rampaging again! She continued her sucking of his fat, rigid fuck muscle.
He added to her thrill of having her asshole tongue-fucked by plunging fingers into her smoldering tube and flicking her clit with his thumb. He pulled his tongue out of her asshole and lapped her really fragrant crack.
He moved to her sucking cavern and replaced his fingers with his penetrating tongue. In ... in ... in ... went his thick tongue. It swirled inside her weeping hole and lapped, gradually increasing the intensity of his jabs.
Her fire burst into a rampaging flame. She bobbed on his prick. She wanted the whole thing! Could she take it? His organ was quite long and IT WAS THICK! It filled her mouth side to side and opening to throat. She tweaked the cockhead with her tongue while she slid his massive organ to her very throat. She sucked it as best she could while she tongued and pressed it to her throat. If he started to ram her mouth with his magnificent prodder, she was sure she'd choke and die.
She thrilled at having her clutching hole pumped so hotly with his thick tongue. She felt tingly. She was highly charged and was going to blow any time....
"Ohhhhhhh, lick me, stick it in ... deeper ooooohhhhhhh it sooooo goooooodddddd," she garbled out of her full mouth. k
"Ooooooohhhhhhh, Tony baby, you're so damned gooooood," she managed between slurps of his saliva-coated rod.
"You're a hellava good little cocksucker, Diana," he moaned, nearing orgasm. He managed to get the words out between plunges of his tongue into her smoldering cavity.
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH, TONY, I'MMMMMMMMMMM MM M M M CUMMMMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG," she cried, and smashed her sopping cunt down on his good-looking face.
"R I I I I I I G G G G H H HHHTTTT OOOONNNNNNNNNN, WITHHHHHH YOU ... CUMMMMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGGG," he yelled as her sweet cum juices lathered his face. He dug in again and licked her crack as fast as he could swallow up what he already had.
Diana swallowed his delicious-tasting cum with delight and sucked his big hairy balls dry in a matter of minutes. She lapped at his sagging balls.
Finally she fell spent beside him.
"You're a neat lover, Tony. We'll fuck again and again." At 'least we'll fuck until I get over being horny about little boys. Tony's really great in the sex line. No one could be better at fuckin' than Tony ... then why'm I thinking about young, virgin, unused, fresh, boy cock so soon after the royal screwin' he gave me? Shit, I'll screw Tony until I get Danny and Mike OUT ... OUT ... OUT of my head. I can't figure why the hell I've gone ape-shit over young pricks ... especially since I haven't even had one.
She was making herself hot again just thinking about Danny and Mike. To fight off her evil and wicked urges, she reached for Tony's spent rod and whispered, "Fuck me again, Tony. Fuck me until I can't move! Fuck me until I bleed! Give it to me again and again and again! "
"Okay, baby, suck it up hard for me, and we'll have at it."
CHAPTER THREE
Diana heard the rattle of chains on the patio. It was dark and quite late for Danny and Mike to be out. The two boys were on the decorating committee at the junior high school for the forthcoming dance. They must have been detained, to be coming home this late at night.
The rattling quit and Diana knew the ten-speeds were locked up for the night. She heard the sound of muffled voices. She waited for some time and still Danny didn't come inside.
Boy talk. I'll bet they're talking about what girl to take to the dance. I wonder why it's taking them so long to say good night? Surely they could talk tomorrow. Those two are always together. It's be nice to have such a friend ... someone to talk to about everything. Diana was thinking of her own lonely life now. She had no one.
She was so lonely sometimes she sat and cried. She had Danny, but he was her son, not her husband. She missed having a man around the house. She and Steve had not gotten along from the first, but when two people are together for as many years as they had been, it still is lonesome when you find your ass out in the cold.
She had tried to be a good wife ... too good. They had not had Danny for several years after they were married. No one was going to count months on her. They hadn't had to get married, so why blow it by getting pregnant right off the bat?
Diana was a very religious person when she was married. She had been full of "Thou shalt nots...." She had tried to be exemplary in her behavior. She stayed home and tended the house and after a while she tended Danny. She did not drink. She did not smoke. She did not swear. She did not do much in the sex department, either. She had restricted the sex act to one position only. She did not go in for any variations at all! When she was married she existed, and that was about all you could say for her. She got too fat and let her hair go ... in general she went to pot. This went on for her for several years.
She became more and more inhibited. She read the good book almost constantly. She had weaved herself a web of boredom and it was closing in on her. She was terribly unhappy. The Bible was to be her release.
She did need some kind of help as Steve wasn't the best of husbands. He was extremely moody. He stole money from the soft drink company he worked for. He drank to excess. He was brutal in his love making, which was one reason Diana could never let herself go with him. The only time he ever touched her was if he had screwing in mind. He was a psychopathic liar. He had some weird tendencies like threatening suicide if Diana didn't give in to his every whim. He had a sadistic sense of humor ... like the time he held her tightly to him and wanted to see how close to her face he could come with a cigarette without burning her smooth skin. He had laughed at her panic.
Being a salesman, the time came when he came home and announced he wanted a divorce because he had found someone else. He covered the entire county peddling his quality product and came in contact with many women. Since he hadn't needed sex at home for six months, the divorce bit hadn't come as a shock to Diana.
The divorce had been quick and blunt.
Steve quickly married the other woman and Diana had tried to hack it by herself. Steve had gotten several promotions until now he had quite a good position with his company. The new wife worked also, so together they had a very good income and proceeded to buy a new house and two new cars. Steve was rolling right along.
Things hadn't worked out so well for Diana. She had lost weight and dyed her hair to give it new highlights. After all, if one is putting oneself back on the market, one must look attractive. She started to go where the action is ... the bars. Since she never had been a drinker, it took her a while and several hangovers to become a swinger. Now she could drink three whole drinks and still maintain her cool. That doesn't sound like much, but it is a start.
Then because all the other "ladies" at the bars looked seductive holding their cigarettes, and because it is a great chance to meet some attentive gent while he lights the cigarette, she took up the habit.
Next she had to change her ideas on sex. This came about when she visited her doctor for a check-up. She had asked him what he thought about experimenting with different positions and what he thought about oral sex. She was sure her husband had some weird ideas about this subject, too. Her doctor had smiled at her in a pathetic way and handed her a book to read. He assured her that when she found the right man, it would all work out for her.
She took her new self, which was still a middle-aged self, and proceeded to check out some men. She discovered she could enjoy sex after a fashion. Several men gave her damned fine blow-jobs, and she really got turned on by this new experience. She had never permitted it with her husband. She cultivated a good pair of lips herself and could return the favor to the satisfaction of her partner, which surprised the shit out of her. She had always thought cock-sucking was vulgar and dirty. Now she discovered it could be quite a delightful experience.
She discovered how much she had missed in the sex line with her ex-husband. She loved sucking and tasting and smelling the men's delicious juices. Now she was easily turned on by almost any guy that could perform a decent sixty-nine job on her.
Why now, after finally having great sex with adult men, did she have this unnatural craving for young boys?
These adult guys were great at fucking, but one thing was missing ... companionship. The guys at bars were usually a one-night stand and, if variety is your bag, it's great. Diana had dug it for a while, but now she began to long for a more permanent relationship and she couldn't find it. She got sick of the married guys saying they were single and banging her for one night and then obediently trotting home to the little woman. She got sick of the single guys racking up one broad after another and bragging to one another at the bars. She got sick of the divorced ones that spent most of the evening bitching about the screwing they had got in court, and the rest of the evening screwing the shit out of her.
If you have a white elephant in your back yard for years and have to clean its crap and feed it and hose it down and care for it, much to your dislike, you still miss it when someone takes it away. That's how Diana felt about Steve.
She didn't like him. She had to take his crap. She had to feed him. She had to wash his clothes. She detested him for so many years, but when he was gone, she still missed his bitchin', growling, and lying.
Now she had unleashed all her inhibitions toward sex and found variety wasn't her bag, so she bought King. Variety itself was not offensive to her, outside of the bastards that were married, divorced, and/or bitter, but she did crave a long-lasting relationship. Sometimes she'd meet a really far-out looking stud and drink with him and get all turned on only to find he couldn't get it up. This was a bit frustrating to her. Then one time she had met a dream of a guy only to find out that once he got it up, nothing, but NOTHING would make him cum. Very upsetting.
She still would on occasion go out to bars and flirt with the men, married or unmarried, because she never knew for sure ... no one at a bar tells the truth about anything. If she found they couldn't get a hard-on ... big deal. She'd go home and get a hell of a good fucking from King. That gets a little old after a while, too. One way or the other she had always managed to get relief for her pent-up emotions, but not always to her complete satisfaction.
She had graduated from drinkers to her dog and now she was turned on by YOUNG BOYS! She was sure this was a passing fancy though. She would get over this phase if only she'd meet the right guy and have a long and steady relationship.
It made her tingle to think about young and innocent Mike, but what really turned her on was the thought of balling her own son.
THIS WAS A DEFINITE NO-NO TO HER!
Never would she screw her own son ... even if her sopping crack cried forever. She'd continue to survey the bars, screw King, if necessary, and ease her tensions any way other than BALLING HER OWN SON!
She was going to live. She was going to take every chance that came her way. Since she didn't seem to be able to find the right guy, she'd take the guy that was available at the time. Tony was a fine fill-in fuck service ... but she was still lonesome ... soooooo lonesome.
Her attention was drawn back to the two boys on the patio. They sure were taking a long time for their little conference. She went to the kitchen window which was open and sat behind the drawn curtains. She didn't mean to be sneaky, but she did want to know what was going on.
"That little bitch," Danny was saying.
"Do you hurt much?" Mike asked.
"Shit, yes! " Danny snarled.
"Did she kick you right in the balls?" Mike asked.
"Christ, I'm so damned sore, I don't know if she made direct contact or blasted the crap out of my prick." Danny was moaning.
"What're you gonna tell your mom?"
"Nothin'. Why should I tell her anything?" Diana peeked from behind the white cafe curtains and noticed Danny was bent over, holding his crotch.
"Shit, man, you gotta tell her something. You can't even walk!"
"I'll tell her I fell on my damned bike."
"Maybe Shelly didn't mean to hurt you. The lights were off, you know, " Mike said.
"Mean it or not, she kicked the shit out of me ... and I'll get her for it ... as soon as I can." Danny was mad and hurt.
"Maybe it was just a reflex for her to kick. Maybe you scared her when you ran your hand up under her dress," Mike said.
"Reflex crap! Her reflexes are trained so good on a feel that she lays down and spreads out for whoever's handy. That bitch's put-out to damn near every stud at school. Why the hell she kicked me, I'll never know. Goddamned little cocksucker!"
"You want me to go in with you?" Mike asked.
"Naw. I'll fake it with the old lady. She'll never know the difference. She's kinda dumb when it comes to sex and stuff."
Danny hobbled up the three steps and slid the glass door open. He tried to straighten up and look like nothing had happened.
"Hi, Mom, I'm home," he announced as nonchalantly as he could.
"Danny? What's the matter with you?" Diana asked. Fear crossed her face.
"Nuthin'. I just fell on that damned bar on my bike and kinda mutilated my bod." He started down the hall painfully.
"You come back here, young man, and tell me what's the matter." Diana was firm. She sat at the kitchen table in her pink quilted robe. Her hair was tussled.
Danny limped out to his mother. He sat at the table and tried to conceal the wracking pain in his groin.
"Now, what happened? I know you well enough to know when you're lying to me." Diana thumped a finger nervously on the table.
Danny sat quietly at the table. He said nothing.
"Come on, Danny, what happened?" she demanded. '
"Aw, this girl at school kicked me." He shrugged it off as nothing.
"Why?"
"We were all decorating the gym and some dip-shit turned off the lights. I knew Shelly was sitting on the ladder next to me. I wanted to give her a little kiss. I put my hand on her ... you know ... trying to take her hand. Well, I missed her hand and got ahold of something else, so she slugged me and kicked the hell out of me. That's all there is to it." Danny got up to leave.
"Sit down! I'm not finished with you yet. Are you badly hurt?"
"I don't know. I feel like hell."
"Come over here, honey." Diana held her arms out to him. She loved this child, dearly. Danny approached her very slowly.
Diana could see he was in a great deal of pain. "Take your pants down and let me see if you're hurt."
"Gee, Mom, I'm too big for that. I'll check myself in the bathroom," Danny argued.
"Danny," Diana said in a commanding voice, "do as I tell you. You might've done some permanent damage to yourself."
"Shit, Mom, you think I'm still four years old and just fell off my swing set," he protested.
"Danny, I've seen you naked for years. So I haven't seen you nude lately," she lied, "but I can still tell about a man. I was married to one for years, you know. "
"Steve wasn't a man! You said yourself he was a fag!"
"I said your father was bi-sexual. That's not exactly a fag," Diana corrected.
"He screwed men, didn't he?" Danny asked. "Your father had several affairs ... some with women ... and some with men." Diana hung her head in shame for Steve.
"Well, I ain't no fag! When I get it on, it'll be with a woman!"
"Were you trying to get it on with this little girl at school?"
Danny looked at his feet. "Is that so bad?"
"No, Danny, it isn't so bad. Apparently she thought it was bad or she wouldn't've had such a violent reaction to you."
"She's the school slut! That's what made me so mad. She puts out to every guy in junior high, but me she kicks." Danny was truly puzzled.
"I'm sure I wouldn't know about that, but I do want to check you over before you go to bed. Drop your drawers, honey."
Begrudgingly Danny unhooked his wide belt and unbuttoned his tight navy pants. He looked at his mother and grinned sheepishly. His face turned crimson.
Diana ignored his reaction. She was eager to see if his magnificent organ was hurt. It'd be a shame to knock that bit thick whang out of circulation....
Danny carefully wiggled out of his pants and let them slide to the floor where he stepped out of them.
The bulge in his shorts is still there. I hope his cock isn't damaged. If it is, I'll kill that little witch myself!
Danny hesitated. He stood in front of his mother, not moving.
Diana reached for his Jockey shorts and slid them gently down his hips. When she reached his sick and hurting dick, she slid her hands into his shorts and tenderly enfolded his precious penis. With the other hand, she slid his shorts down and off.
She carefully opened her warm hand to reveal his aching organ. She gazed at his magnificent tool as if looking at valuable jewels. Her touch was so soft, as if she was handling a creampuff. She took a deep breath and held it. Slowly she exhaled.
What a fantastic organ! Even if it's limp, it's got to be the greatest! Really super! Jesus, that is far out! Diana gazed at her son's keen prick in awe.
"Honey, I think you look all right." That's the understatement of the year! You look great! "Where do you hurt?" Diana gently held his large, warm penis. Her fingers lifted it away from his round balls and she looked at those well-hung nuts. Her fingers gently moved them to the side, then lifted them up, and then tenderly put them in their natural state. This kid has really got something here. He's got to have the most super penis and balls I've ever seen!
She stroked his aching tool. She felt his warmness in her hand. One of her hands caressed his massive tool and the other hand cradled his balls. "Does that make you feel better?" she asked.
"Yeah, your hands are so warm and feel so good." Danny was feeling better due to the heat treatment he was receiving. He was also feeling a little embarrassed because his hurting penis was getting rigid in his mother's hand. "I'm all right now," he said, making a feeble attempt to pull away from his mother's gentle touch.
Diana saw his prick stiffen up. She continued to stroke his provocative cock. Her finger massaged the tip of his cock and encircled the tiny hole in the tip. "That's all right, Danny. I've seen what an erection looks like. Don't be embarrassed. We just want to know everything functions all right, don't we?"
Diana couldn't let go of his tough penis. Her frantic urge was back. She had to hold this child's prick. Her hands held his rigid, hot tool and felt the gentle throbbing. She cupped his balls tenderly. She broke out in a sweat! Damn, help me! She was entranced.
"I think it's fine. Mom, you better let go of me ... you know what I mean?" Danny was feeling his rigid rod throbbing. He knew much more handling of his pulsating prick and he'd go off. He thought that might not go too well with his mother. What mother wants her son's sticky cum all over her hands? He thought he better get his stiff cock back inside his pants ... but her hands felt so good on his body. Still, getting it on with one's mother isn't really the grooviest. He didn't mind in the least, but what would she think? He didn't mind her touching his pounding organ now that the embarrassment of undressing in front of her was over. Her touch was so warm. She was so tender and gentle with him. He didn't mind a bit. She felt really spiffy.
He felt hot! His hips moved forward And backward. His massive penis pounded. His legs quivered. He put his big paws on his mother's shoulders. His hands held her tightly. He ached in his stiff tool. His balls hurt ... but her touch felt damned good. He didn't want to smear her all up with cum ... so she better stop.
Diana sat on the kitchen chair with his hands on her shoulders. Her hands held his thumping peter. She watched the big organ as he uncontrollably flexed and relaxed it and it seemed to jump around in her hand. She looked into the face of her young son and saw the pain.
His pain shocked her free for the moment of her lustful thoughts.
She gently released his great and magnificent organ. She was reluctant to do so. She wanted that grand prick so badly, but the pain in her son's face and the sudden realization of what she was doing and thinking made her give up her own wicked desires. I love him too much to cause him pain. My crazy thinking has got to stop!
"Honey, I think if you go take a warm shower and go to bed, you'll be all right tomorrow." Her voice quavered. Diana's weeping cunt cried in vain.
SHE ABSOLUTELY WOULD NOT SCREW HER VIRGIN SON!
The heat that soared through her body would have to simmer down. The watering of her mouth for a taste of his delicious juices would have to dry up. As much as she craved her son, she would have to cool it!
Gawd, he's got a fantastic tool! It is sheer torment for me to see him nude! I'll have to see that doesn't happen again!
I held his cock!
I felt its heat!
I felt his heart beat!
To touch his cock is ecstasy ... and hell!
I can't have him!
Why torture myself!
This is hell, to live in the same trailer with such a magnificent cock and know I never, never can devour it! I can never feel it high and deep inside me! I can never kiss his sweet dong! I can never smell his boyish smells! I can never taste of his virgin cum! I can never feel his innocent cum in my cunt!
This is hell, hell, hell!
I'm so ashamed of myself. Ashamed of my evil, wicked, vile thoughts! I must be going crazy! It's wrong to lust after my own son's body. I must use control. I must never touch him again! I'm his mother. Why'm I obsessed with such awful thoughts? It isn't that I can't get sex ... Tony'll fuck me whenever I want it. Tony's good at screwin' and blow-jobs. Why ... why ... why do I get carried away by desires to possess my son's young cock and balls?
Danny looked at his mother. She looked different. She had always looked like a mother to him before. She was one to be referred to as "the old lady." She was his cook, his housekeeper, his warden, his provider. She was his mother.
Now she was different. She had warm hands on his aching cock. Her tussled hair made her look a little sensuous. Her regular old pink robe looked different. For the first time in his life, he wondered what she looked like under that robe. He was shocked at his own thoughts. It would have been bitchin' to cum in her warm, caressing hands. She really turned him on with her soft touch. If he didn't hurt so much, maybe things would have gone all the way and he'd have had his first screw. To screw his mother for the first time would have been far-out. She'd tell him just what to do and how to do it. Maybe she wouldn't fuck her own son.
Danny, you're a dumb shit! You ought to be ashamed of yourself for thinking of your mother as a piece of tail. Well, she sure surprised me when she took hold of my aching whang! I didn't think she'd do that. I always thought she was a little stupid when it came to sex, but she sure knows how to handle a cock and get it hard! I'll bet she'd be great in bed, too. I'm surprised at me! I can't think of balling my mother. It'd be great though. I wonder what her titties look like?
Danny stood with his hard prick standing at full attention. He looked at his mother. If only she hadn't touched his aching peter, maybe all those wild thoughts he was having about her wouldn't have been unleashed.
The more he thought of balling his mother, the stiffer his prick got. He was embarrassed at his own thoughts. He was more embarrassed at his stiff twitching penis. She had really shook him when she told him to drop his pants. First he was embarrassed. Then at her touch, he became aware of her as a woman and him as a man. He was shocked at the whole situation. He was upset by his mother's actions ... why should he be? She didn't mean anything except to soothe his hurting body. He remembered how she used to "kiss it to make it well" on any of his hurts. Wow! The thought of her kissing his pain-filled penis really turned him on.
His prick was anxious for release! It throbbed! It pounded! It beat!
Still he couldn't get over the thoughts he was thinking.
Diana got up and went down the hall to the bathroom. She was having her own problems. She had a longing in her steaming cunt that wouldn't quit. She wanted that groovy pecker of her son's. He would be cherry-terrific to fuck. He was built like a champion stud. She tried to cool it, but that was easier said than done.
She hurried down the hall.
Danny watched her ass wiggle under her quilted robe as she scurried down the hall. I'd like to feel that ass. I'll bet she's all warm there. I'd like to ball her, too. All the guys at school except Mike have fucked. I know what a cum feels like cuz I've jacked off, but I want to know what her cunt feels like from inside. I want to jam my cock to her.
His hands went to his rampaging dong. Slowly he. stroked his penis back and forth. His purplish knob poked out of his foreskin and then retreated back under it. Up and down went his hands. One hand held his full balls and one hand worked his cock that was begging for release.
Faster and faster he went. His legs shook. His hips lunged forward. He thrust his eager whang out. Sweat soaked his body. He pitched his throbbing shaft forward. His rod was wracked with pain and the urge to shoot off. His face showed pain ... but he had to cum. His mother had turned him on to the point it had to end in a gushing flood of cum.
He grunted and moaned as he thrust his pole forward to ecstasy....
''I'mmmmmm gonnnnnaaaa cccuuuummmmmmm! Oh, Mama, Mama, I'mmmmm gonnnnaaaa cccuuummmmmm. AAAAAEEEEEEIIIIII," he groaned. Sperm jetted into his hand. He slid his slippery hand all over his withering penis. He stroked the length of his shaft and caressed the sensitive tip. This caused his body to jerk and spasm frantically.
He collapsed onto a kitchen chair. His spent whang hung over his balls between his thighs. He put his head back on the chair and slouched in exhaustion. His long dark hair fell loosely. He closed his dark eyes and didn't move.
Diana went into the bathroom to cool herself down. She sloshed cold water in her face. She should have sloshed it in her steaming box. She brushed her tussled hair vigorously.
She went out the back door in her robe and fetched King. He lavished kisses on her legs and feet. She hadn't forgotten to get him to go in for the night. The cool air helped Diana.
She sat on the back steps. Her robe was draped over her knees. She patted King absently. She looked at the star-filled sky. It looked like diamonds scattered on black velvet. The moon hadn't come up yet.
King put his cold nose on her knee. He nuzzled up under her robe.
She spread her thighs wide apart. I might as well get a cum from the dog. Shit, I want that young stud of a son of mine. He'd be really good. He's a kid! It would be incest! I can't fuck him!
King nudged into her slippery crack.
His cold nose gave Diana a start!
He nuzzled into her pussy that was wet and matted from her juices. He lapped at her pubic hair and worked his tongue well into her wet slit.
She leaned back on her elbows which were supported by the top step. She slid her frothing cunt forward and upward to the dog's eager mouth.
King lapped long strokes the length of her slimy crack. His tongue tipped her asshole.
He crawled between her spread thighs and wasting no time, jabbed it to her clutching hole. He pounded it in ... in ... in.
"Fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck harder ... harder," she begged the dog.
The huge dog humped her hot hole wildly. His tail stuck straight out! He banged her relentlessly and shot her trench full ... full ... fulllll of dog sperm. He howled his pleasure, "OOOOOOWWWWWWIIIIII."
He pulled his slippery dick out of her sperm-sprayed hole and licked her crack. His tongue went past her fluttering, contracting vaginal opening and on to her vibrating clit. He licked little short paths across her tender love bud ... again ... again ... again. His nose snorted and sniffed in her pussy.
King licked rapid strokes of his tongue at her cuntal mouth. His nose burrowed into her clit.
Hot breath seared into her twitching clit. He licked ... licked ... licked ... faster ... faster her boiling hole. He ate her hole eagerly and rapidly, pitching her into bliss.
"AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEE," she whimpered. Her vaginal muscles spasmed. Her body jerked. Her shoulders bore into the wooden steps. Her pelvis lunged up to the dog's mouth and spurted cum to completely soak his whiskers and nose.
The dog languished in the flooding cum. He snorted and snarfed up the sweet warm stuff that was a part of his beloved mistress.
She took King inside where he bounded happily for her bed.
Diana went to the kitchen. There she saw Danny asleep on the chair. His well-hung organ lay limp on his thigh.
She sucked in her breath at his sight.
"Danny. Danny," she cooed. "Come on, honey, it's time you went to bed." She didn't look at her son below the belt line. It took all the stamina she had to resist, but she did resist.
Danny opened his heavily fringed eyes and stood up.
Diana followed him down the hall, snapping off lights as she went, and didn't even sneak a peek at her son's deliciously naked ass.
When he fell into bed, she quickly covered him with a cool sheet.
Diana smiled down at her beautiful son. He was so sweet and such a darling boy. She loved him so much.
Danny smiled up at his mother. She was so good and kind and gentle. Her hands were so warm and protective of his still-aching but cum-empty penis.
She left his room quietly and quickly. She had to exit fast.
She crawled into her own bed with King. The big dog placed his furry face on her sticky pussy where he could smell her odorous paradise. Her hand rested on his head.
Diana was completely frustrated! Sure King gave her a good fuck any time she wanted it! Tony was also very obliging that way. She was having a mighty battle within herself. She had to pound down her wicked evil desires to screw her young son. He was a delicious hunk of fuck meat ... but not to be savored by her. He was a forever NO-NO!
Once again the sobs came. She was a nervous wreck over her illegal and immoral lust. Her cuntal sobs of desire matched her facial tears of remorse.
She was living on a live keg of dynamite! She had managed to control herself today, but what of tomorrow and the next day? When would she blow her mind and give in to those evil thoughts and grab her son and ravish his beautiful little cock and balls?
NEVER! NEVER! NEVER!
She pounded her pillow viciously to relieve her frustrations. She cried uncontrollably.
She pressed her taut hips into the mattress in sheer desperation, and again she was unsatisfied!
CHAPTER FOUR
Diana rose early and flipped out to the kitchen in her flimsy pink nightie. She made a pot of coffee and settled herself at the cheery kitchen table with a cup of hot brew and a cigarette. It was warm for so early in the morning, so her trusty pink robe had been forsaken.
Boy, it'll be a scorcher today. If I get my butt in gear, I can get the trailer all spiffed up and go swimming this afternoon. I'll get at it before Danny gets up and maybe he'll want to go to the beach. Anyway, we ought to get in a puddle of water some place today.
She turned around and was startled to see Danny standing behind her.
"What're you doing up so early?" she stammered. She was conscious of her see-through nightie and how short it was. She wondered if he had seen her privates as she bent to the air conditioner. She was sure he had.
Danny's eyes were saucers. "I ... ah ... gotta go to ... a boys club this morning. " He flushed crimson.
She was sure he had been looking up her asshole. He was all eyes. She decided to bluff it through and make nothing of it. She decided to just go ahead and get his breakfast in her nightie and act as if nothing was out of order. It was too hot to don her robe, and if she scurried to her bedroom to put it on, he would become more conscious of sex. She would just act normal. After all, the human body is a beautiful thing and not something to be ashamed of. Anyway, her titties and snatch were covered ... sort of. Maybe her body looked more alluring through the thin film of pink chiffon. She had always heard a woman is more sexy with a tiny bit of something on ... and her nightie was a tiny bit ... very tiny. She decided not to make something gross of her near nudity and what her body implied ... sex. She would be cool and proceed as usual.
She was not going to warp his mind and make him think there was something deep and dark about women's bodies. After all, she was covered and he was old enough to know what a woman looked like in her nightie. Posh, why make something of nothing? She'd be cool and keep the whole situation under control.
"Come on out to the kitchen, honey, and I'll fix you something to eat," she said as nonchalantly as possible.
Danny was in a trance and followed obediently.
Diana scurried around, reaching' in the refrigerator for orange juice and eggs. She knew her round ass was exposed to the lad as she did so. She began to feel a tingle in her crotch as she was aware her son was devouring her ass with his eyes.
Cool, lady, keep it cool! she thought.
Danny hadn't said a word. He sat quietly at the table, watching his mother preparing his breakfast. He was also watching her bouncing ass and her round, jiggling tits. His eyes were about to bug out of his head.
He was having problems in other departments, too. He had a rising bulge in his pajamas. He put his hands in his lap to conceal his boner.
Diana was aware of what effect her thinly clad body was having on her son. His stare was having the same effect on her. Shots of heat surged through her body. A thin trickle of juice emerged from her cuntal mouth and bathed her steaming crack.
Cool it, she told herself.
She leaned slightly over the table to set his plate in front of him.
His eyes caught a quick glimpse of bare boobs down the low neckline of her nightie. He sucked in his breath and gulped loudly. His prick had a definite hard-on.
Diana stood up and put her hands on her hips, thrusting her nipples damned near out of her nightie. "What's the matter with you this morning?" she demanded briskly, knowing what his problem was.
"NN ... Nothing," he said, and lowered his gaze, catching a quick view of her dark triangle through the skimpy pink.
Diana went to her son and put her arm around his shoulder. She hugged him to her, which was a mistake, because he was sitting and she was standing and that put his face right to her near-naked breast.
Oh, my, his young face feels good. Oh, shit, I gotta stop this! Diana was completely unnerved.
She couldn't tear herself away from Danny. He felt so good. She just stood there spewing her cream down her legs. Her clit twitched frantically. Control! Control!
Danny thought his mother's breast was the softest thing he had ever laid his head on. His hard cock pounded. He sat still just enjoying the warmth and heaving of her tits.
I could let him take a clear look at my body and perhaps a feel here and there, and that'd jar him out of his awed condition. At least he wouldn't be so shit-shook if he ever caught me in my nightie again. That'd be a good idea. Besides, I'd get over all this foolishness when I see how inexperienced he is and compare his amateurish ways with an experienced lover like Tony. It'd clear up a lot of things around here. I Diana steeled herself as best she could against the lust that was burning inside her. She knew this was the way to forever break herself of her wicked thoughts about her dear sweet son. Also, he would be seeing women in his lifetime so she would be doing him no damage. She would be merely showing him the human body ... really an education for him. With her reasoning fixed firmly in her mind, she proceeded.
"Danny, does Mother's body so close to you upset you?"
"YYYes 'em," he stammered.
"Have you ever seen a woman's body before, dear?"
Danny shook his head.
"Would you like to see mine?"
Danny nodded.
"Come in the living room, dear. Come with Mother."
Danny followed her round, bouncing ass. He was trying to conceal his rock-hard cock behind his hands.
Diana plunked her butt down on the soft couch. She patted the place next to her.
Danny sat down with a thud. He was sure his wobbling legs wouldn't have held him up much longer anyway.
The guys at school had all talked about naked women, and some even had lewd pictures of them. He trembled visibly with the thought of seeing a naked woman in person. He had seen pictures of nudie cuties and had gotten a hard-on just looking at them. Now he was really going to see his mother without her clothes on. Wow!
Diana pulled her flimsy pink nightie up over her head. Her breasts jutted up to look him in the eye. Her dark snatch was mostly hidden by her thighs. Diana thrilled at the pleasure she felt as Danny gawked at her full round tits. Her nipples were rigid and begging for attention from his young mouth.
"Does Mama look good to you, dear?" she cooed.
"Yeah," was all he could manage to utter.
"Do you see Mama's pussy, honey?" she asked.
"UMM, yeah," he muttered, his eyes glancing down between her thighs.
"Do you like Mother's pussy, Son?"
His eyes told her he did. He looked hard at her thick, curling, pubic hair.
"Would you like to touch my pussy, sweets?" she asked, tingling at the thought.
"Could I?" he asked eagerly.
"Put your hand on my pussy, dear. Feel how soft it is?"
Danny hesitated. Then he awkwardly put a finger on her seething nest. "Yeah, it sure is soft."
"Does Mother's snatch feel hot to you, baby?" She knew it was burning.
Danny bravely put his whole hand down on her dark mound.
"Damn, Mom, it's hotter than hell," he said.
"Dear, do you want to touch Mama's tits?"
"Do I? Yes, I sure do," he said eagerly.
"Take your other hand, dear, and touch Mama's boobs."
He obeyed. His finger went to her tit and touched the softness.
"Pinch Mama's nipple, Danny," she said, urging him on.
Danny took her rigid nipple between his fingers and pressed gently. His prick was nearly bursting. He knew now she could see his thick pole. He began to perspire. Here he was, one hand on his mother's tit and the other hand on her pussy. Gawd! His throbbing knob was poking out of his pajama bottom. He couldn't let go of his delicious mother to pop his boner back inside his fly opening. Shit! Now she'd see him!
Diana did see! She saw his marvelous cockhead emerge from his pants and she saw a drop of fluid on the very tip of his heavy penis.
Her hands went to his beautiful organ. "Oh, Son, how wonderful that sight is! You have such a nice penis. Let Mother take it out of those pants for you. It's so big, it couldn't be comfy all bunched up in there." She asked him to stand up while she quickly pulled his P.J.'s down to his knees and let them fall to the floor.
He stood in front of his mother's face with his whang beating madly. He still had hold of her tittie and was massaging it a little roughly.
"Oh, poor baby." Her hands took his hard organ and began to stroke it gently. Her mouth watered as another drop of fluid appeared on the tip of his straining prick. "Poor little Danny. Do you hurt here, honey?" she asked.
Her own crotch was scorching. Her juices were flooding her crack. Her clit vibrated rapidly. Her body was sparked with electrical charges. Heat blasted through her.
"It feels all bloated and ... hurts ... a little," he stammered.
"Do you want Mother to help you get rid of the pain? Of course you do, sweetheart." She bent her head to her son's fat peter. She flicked the drop of fluid off the tip of his organ. "Mother'll put your hurting thing in her mouth and warm it and ease it for you, dear."
"ZOOOOOWWWWWIIIIIEEEEE!" he cried. Jesus, I never thought she'd do that for me! My mom's going to blow me! Wow! She's kissing my dick now! God, her breath's hot on my prick! Sonofabitch, she's taking my cock into her mouth ... GODDAMN! SHE'S SUCKING ME OFF! WOW! This's super-great! Her mouth's so hot! She's gonna pull me right into her with that hard sucking. . , I can't take it ... I'm gonna cum ... right in her mouth, I'm gonna cum....
"Mom, I'mmmmm gonnnnnaaaaa cccccuuuummmmm, " he whined.
Mom was too busy and too full of lust to release his dick or say anything. She held his heavy balls with one hand and sucked wickedly and wildly on his pulsating dong. She flicked her tongue quickly time and again over his sensitive glans. She whipped her tongue around his thick shaft and lathered his shaft with her saliva. She was in another world ... a world of bliss ... she had her son's sweet thick prick deep within her mouth and she would suck it and drain his balls of his virgin juices. SHE HAD TO TASTE HIS DELICIOUS JUICES. SHE HAD TO HAVE HER SON'S CUM IN HER MOUTH.
Danny was shaking! His slender body was bursting with fire! His blood-filled prick shouted for release ... RELEASE ... RELEASE!
"Mama, I'mmmmm cummmmmiiiinnnnggg," he shuddered as his body rocked and reeled. His hips jerked. His hands clutched at his mother's shoulders for balance. He felt like he was falling ... falling into oblivion.
Diana eased her son down on the couch without released his shooting prick from her mouth. She sucked him dry. He didn't have another drop of his sweet, innocent cum to give her. She licked his penis up and down. She nuzzled into his soft balls. She lapped at his limp whang.
"Do you like Mother's mouth on your sweet dick?" she asked between laps and sucks.
"Ohhhhh, yeaaaahhhh," he moaned.
"Does your peter hurt any more, sweets?" she asked.
"Naaawwww, it feels great!" he answered.
"Mother can help you other times, Son, whenever you hurt there. You must tell Mother and I'll help you get rid of the hurt." She couldn't let his beautiful organ alone, even though it was rubbery. She knew it would get hard again very soon if she continued to lap on it.
The doorbell rang!
Danny sprang to his feet in a panic! "It's Mike. He and I're supposed to go to the boys club. Oh, God." His heart pounded.
Diana had had his cock pulled away from her mouth so fast she was in a daze. She collected her wits and tossed her nightie over her head. "Danny, I don't want you to tell anyone about just now," she said softly.
"Don't worry, Mom, I won't tell Mike you're a cocksucker. I won't tell anyone!" He pulled up his pants and headed for the door.
Diana ran for her bedroom. COCKSUCKER! HER SON CALLED HER A COCKSUCKER! Well, what else was she? She didn't like to think of herself as a cocksucker. The word was dirty. What she did to Danny was not dirty! Danny's cock was sweet and innocent and clean and pure.
What have I done? I've sucked my own son off! How terrible of me! I'm so wicked, soooo evil! I'm a rotten mother! I must be crazy! I'm awful!
Guilt wracked her body. She put her hands to her forehead in anguish. She saw herself a wild, wicked mother that seduces her own son. She couldn't stand herself! She'd run ... at least for a while. She had to get out of the house. She had to think. She had to do something. She needed a drink.
She heard the front door slide shut and knew the two boys had left. She jumped into a lavender pants suit, brushed her hair with fury, and went to her car. She sped to a local beer bar and flopped onto a high stool.
"Beer, honey?" a cheap looking, floozied-up blonde asked, cracking her wad of gum.
Diana nodded.
The blonde wiggled her pudgy ass over to the spicket and poured a draft. She walked, tits bouncing, back to Diana and put the beer on the bar.
Diana threw a quarter on the bar and the blonde left her to her thoughts.
Shit! I'm weird. To suck off my dear son, I'd have to be crazy! What I've done is absolutely unforgivable. What he said to me really hurt! I've never been called a COCKSUCKER before! Maybe the guys were just being nice to me. That's what I am ... a lousy cocksucker. I hate the word! Doing it's fantastic ... and Danny has such smooth skin. That little shit shouldn't've used that particular word to me ... after all, I am his mother ... he should have a little respect! Respect for what? ... my whorish actions? No, he called me just what I am ... a cocksucker. God, I hate that word! The hell of this situation is I didn't even make it. I'm paying for my guilt and all I got out of the deal was getting so friggin' hot and uptight and I didn't even have one cum with him. If that damned Mike would stay home a little bit, I'd have had it made. Anyway, I didn't screw Danny. Things didn't get that far. They would've if Mike hadn't come to the door. Maybe it's a good thing he did come over for Danny or I'd be really out of my head. Let's face it, I have no control when it comes to my son. I have no control period.
When I was married I could screw any time, and I didn't want to. Any men since that time've been adult men and they wanted it and so did I ... I didn't need restraint. They were over twenty-one and knew what they were doing. The dog sure doesn't object to being fucked. I've never needed to use control before. No wonder it's hard for me.
My problem is I wait until I'm so hot before I get it on. Maybe if I had sex more regularly, I'd be able to say NO when I wanted to. This way I wait ... and then naturally I have no control!
Diana was downing beer after beer to quench her big thirst. She also wanted to get snockered out of her gourd. She was succeeding in that desire. Her elbows rested on the bar and her head was feeling as though it was floating about ten feet higher than her body. Her arms were limp. Her knees would surely buckle if she stood up ... and she was gonna have to stand up soon to take a leak.
Diana continued her self-analysis. She had to piss but didn't know if she could make it to the john, so she crossed her legs and continued to think.
It's all settled in my head. I'll screw every day. I'll get somebody to fuck me at least once a day. Tony'll oblige me. King will, too-he's always ready. If I get enough sex from somebody ... anybody ... I'll be able to exercise the control I need at home. I'll be so reamed out I won't even have a friggin' thought when I see Danny. He can prance around all day stark naked and it won't bother me a bit! That's a fantastic thought! I won't be tormented and guilty any more!
Diana felt a tremendous freedom and release from her guilt.
She looked drunkenly at what was sitting at the bar. She decided she might as well start her sex program or rehabilitation on her soul right now. After all, she was already worked up by Danny, so why not get a screw as soon as possible?
These guys sitting here drinking so early in the morning are probably alcoholics, and if I picked up with one of them, they probably couldn't work up a good hard-on if their lives depended on it ... then I'd be up shit creek again. I gotta get somebody that can come across. I gotta fuck before I go home. I gotta get screwin' out of my head before I see Danny. I need a good stud. I'd like to find somebody that could ball all day, every day. I'll grind all the wicked thoughts of screwin' my tender son right out of existence!
She sat in a drunken stupor, meditating.
"Hey, Diana, how are you?" a voice crashed through her head.
She looked with effort at the tall black man standing beside her. She tried to focus her eyes. I'm drunker than I thought. I wanted to get snookered and I guess I did.
The black man was leaning on a stack of empty beer cases loaded on the dolly. He wore the white uniform with the green pencil-stripes that was so well known to Diana. The black man worked for the same pop company her ex-husband worked for.
He smiled a wide grin, showing a wide row of snowy white teeth. His black skin looked beautiful in that white uniform. His hair was cropped fairly close, but he still had long curly side bums. His black eyes looked pityingly at the drunken wife of his supervisor.
"Oh, hi, Bill," she said, managing a crooked smile.
"Looks like you're really hanging one on." He wasn't particularly pleased to see his boss' wife so shit-faced. She was not putting forth a good image for herself ... or the company she had been indirectly affiliated with for so many years. Also, if some other route man from the company saw her, he'd run and tell Steve that his ex-wife was spaced out at the local bar. Bill and Diana had known each other for years. They were not intimate friends, but the company did have certain functions which all the employees and their families attended, and they had become acquainted through these functions. Then because Bill's route was in Diana's neighborhood, they ran into each other on occasion.
She also ran into other pop men as there were several routes in her area. Bill happened to be on a can route,-but there were also cold bottle and tank routes. Diana knew those men and they knew her.
"Diana, why don't you go home and sleep this one off?" he asked tenderly.
"I don't want to," she said and giggled. She was thinking how it would be to start her campaign of sex every day with this magnificent black buck.
"I think you ought to go home."
"Oh, you do, huh? Well, to tell you the truth, Bill, I couldn't get there on a bet." She slurped her beer.
"Well, I'd take you home, but I can't take the truck into your trailer park. Besides, Steve might see me hauling you around in a company truck and he'd have my ass. No one's supposed to ride in those trucks except us, you know." He scratched his chin.
Diana nodded. She knew only too well the rules of the company.
"I'll call you a cab," he said.
"Bill, I can't get to the cab," she protested.
"I'll help you." Bill called the floozie and told her to get a cab.
"I gotta take a pee." Diana was in agony from holding herself so long.
Bill slipped his arm around her slender body and lifted her to her feet. He held her up and literally carried her to the door of the ladies' room. "You're on your own from here on," he said and winked.
Diana fell through the door and managed to find the toilet in the small room. Damn, he's strong. All those guys are ... comes from slinging cases around all day. Shit, I'd like to get that big bastard in bed. He'd be one hellofa screw. He won't leave the route for fear he'd get caught. Anyone can spot those uniforms a mile away ... especially with that big red Coke emblem on the back of the white shirt. Oh, that's good, you dumb shit Diana, pee down you leg.
She fell back out the door and Bill caught her in his muscular black arms. He held her upright and took her out the door to the waiting cab.
"Come home with me, " she begged.
"I can't. You know that! Your ex-husband'd catch me for sure. I'm not getting paid to goof off on the route."
"Bill, just ride home with me. Help me get in the trailer and you can come right back. That'll take only a matter of minutes ... and I'll be taken care of with you with me." Diana pleaded with the huge black man.
He hesitated. "No, I can't." He turned to go.
"Bill, please?" she begged.
"Diana, you know I would if I could ... but I can't!"
"Okay, then I'm not going home. I'll just go to another bar." She crossed her arms in defiance.
"I shoulda left you in here. Move over and I'll see you get home." He knew he shouldn't leave the truck unattended. Kids are prone to stealing off Coke trucks and if Steve should be in the area, he'd shit a hairy eel.
"Let's make it fast, driver. I gotta get back here pronto." Bill looked around to make sure no one saw him get in the cab. "Shit! " he muttered.
Diana was purring her contentment as she fell on the black man's shoulder. Her dizzy mind was plotting his seduction. So far, so good, she had him with her at least. Now she had to get him in her trailer and get him in her bed. Oh, that was a fantastic thought! She'd never fucked a black man before and she'd heard they were magnificently hung.
Bill was very uneasy. He kept looking out the car window for his supervisor's pick-up truck.
Diana let her hand fall limply on his heavy thigh.
"She's drunk," Bill explained to the driver. "I know the lady and she ought to be at home." She ought to get her hand off my leg, too.
Since he didn't seem to notice her hand on his leg, she slid her fingers up close to his crotch bulge. He'll notice now.
Diana was snockered, but she knew exactly what she was doing. She would fuck this bull of a black man TODAY!
At the trailer she made sure she could not get into the house by herself.
Bill told the cab driver to wait and he jumped out of the cab.
Diana told the driver to flake off as soon as they got into her coach.
Bill was waiting for her to emerge from the cab so he didn't hear her last-minute instructions to the cab driver.
Bill took her inside her mobile home. It was considerably cooler than the hot, sticky outside air. He turned to leave and Diana faked fainting.
"Christ all mighty," he muttered, and picked the limp Diana up and carried her into her bedroom.
Ooooohhhh, he's so manly and strong. I gotta have him!
He put her gently on the bed and sat down beside her. He loosened the buttons at her neck and unbuttoned her waistband. That should help revive her and make her breathing easier.
"Shit, man, don't stop now. You got'um unbuttoned, take 'em off of me!" Diana said quite emphatically.
Bill was jolted by her voice. His eyes opened wide! He was shocked!
"Oh, come on, Bill. You've got time for a quickie. Don't look so surprised. Is this the first time you've been propositioned? I should think not ... Not a good-looking buck like you." She reached for his wide black belt and quickly undid his fly.
"Hey, lady, if it was any other time, I'd say GO, but I'm supposed to be working," he protested.
"Just let me look at you for a minute then. I've never seen a ... She looked him in the face, horrified at what she almost said. .
"You've never seen a what? ... a black cock?"
"No, I haven't. Do you mind if I look?" she asked nervously.
"Take a quick look and we'll make it some other time, chick, I gotta go." He was not offended at her stupid blunder at all. They had been friends too long and he knew she meant nothing by what she had almost said.
She watched while he stood and flipped out the wildest, thickest, longest, biggest whip-stick she had ever seen. She couldn't help but gape in awe. "MAN, YOU ARE BUILT!"
Bill was shook at her touch. Here was this pretty white woman clutched onto his black dick, and now it was too late to turn himself or her off. He wanted her and it was clear she wanted him. What the hell, he had left the truck so what did a few minutes more matter? He'd stick it to her and have a quickie and then get his ass back to work.
Her jerked her lavender pants suit off. He climbed quickly out of his snowy white Coke uniform and jumped onto the bed.
Diana's cunt had been primed earlier and was well wetted now.
Bill's big black beauty was ready.
"Have at!" she shouted.
Diana saw his black hulking form hover over her and slowly lower himself to her. She felt his throbbing cock snubbed to her juicing, burning fuck hole. She felt that thick peter ram her deep with the very first jab.
"OOOOOHHHHH," she moaned at that tremendously bitchin' feeling.
"That's only half of it, baby. Are you ready for the rest?" he panted.
"Shove it in!" She knew he'd ruin her insides, but she had to have all of his black cock. "OOOOOOHHHHH, GOD! " she whined as she flinched at the stabbing pain he was causing her.
He stopped. He waited.
Her tight muscles relaxed. She gasped.
"You all right?" he asked.
"Yeah," she whispered.
"Are you ready?" he questioned.
"I think so."
She winced at the pain, but it hurt so good she whipped her white legs around his heavy black ass and thrust her hungry cunt up to him.
"Take me, Bill. Take me. Fuck it to me! Fuck me! Give it to me! Screw me! Cum all over me! Shove that black cock to me!" She was begging the black man and urging him on to his fullest. She lunged her seething pink crack to his pumping black cock. She gyrated her hips wildly. Her soft white arms pulled his thick black body smack against her sweating tits.
Her spasming tunnel muscles couldn't suck his slick cock in any deeper. It was already rampaging around in her belly in territory no white cock could ever reached.
"I'mmmm gonnnnaaaa cccuuuummmm," she whined.
She was jolted to her very soul by this hulking black man. Her body was scorching. Her head rolled, spewing her hair over the pillow. Her mouth was open. Her eyes were glazed. Her crack was ablaze. Her hole was stuffed soooo fuuuullll.
The big man humped her rapidly. He slung his ungodly long super heavy prick with all the force he could muster. He heaved it into her. His balls whammed her asshole. His thick black arms held her to his massive chest while holding his weight off her on his elbows.
Faster ... FASTER ... harder ... HARDER'
''I'MMMMMM CUMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGG...." she shrieked wildly.
"RIGHT WITH YOOOOUUUUUU...." he said, smacking her hole with one last blast.
Diana felt gushes of black-man's sperm jet from his incredibly big pulsating prong. It soaked his tough peter to a spongy condition. It oozed out of her hole and bathed his gleaming black balls.
Both of them were in a completely relaxed state.
"Honey, I needed that." She smiled up at Bill.
"There's lots more where that came from," he said.
"I want more of you, Bill." Her eyes told him she liked him very much.
He seemed to have forgotten his friggin' truck.
He pulled his rubbery dong out of her tight-fitting tube with a loud suctioning sound. He collapsed on the bed beside her. He was spent for a while ... or so he thought.
Diana flipped upside down to gain easy access to his precious organ and sized up the situation.
She put her head in his crotch and stuck out her pink tongue and flicked his love-eye. She put her warm lips to his protruding purple prickhead after gently sliding his wrinkled black soft foreskin back. His black dick was beautiful! Her warm and moist white mouth encased his black tool and her whipping tongue worked on his cummy slit-tip. Her mouth worked down his flavorful stem, lapping and licking all the way to his root. She buried her smooth white face in his dark soft balls, smelling the strong man-odor of his big black nuts. She nuzzled and nipped at the loose flesh. She tongued her way back the length of his stiffening whang.
Bill loved what she was doing to his big cock. His eager hands lifted her pelvis astraddle his face and he eyed her pink, slick, cuntal mouth. He breathed in the woman smells that he loved so much. His hands encircled her silky white ass and pulled her wet crack down to his dark face. His mouth opened and he sucked her bulging pink love bud. He whipped it mercilessly with his flashing tongue. He could feel her solid flanks shiver. He tongued his way to her soggy, surging cunt and thrust in his flicking tongue. He worked her fluttering tunnel rapidly. His thick black fingers found her puckered asshole and he tormented her by teasing at her rectum. Then he plunged one heavy finger inside her tightly squeezing anus and wiggled it back and forth. She liked it! He could tell the way her ass swirled around and around and sucked his finger in deeper.
He began to pump his peter in and out of her mouth. She slobbered on it and wallowed it around her moist cavity. She sucked it in ... in ... in. Her fingers massaged his heavy balls.
This's glorious! He's a beautiful man! He sure knows how to get it on! She felt his tongue and hot breath up her tube. It was great!
Then all hell broke loose!
Diana went out of her head with passion. She reeled! She rocked! She sucked! She nibbled! She bit! She nuzzled! She salivated! She got dizzy! She got hotter! She shook! She quivered! Her cunt spasmed! Her cunt burned! Her cunt blazed! Her cunt juiced! Her cunt clutched! Her cunt grabbed! Her hips whirled! Her body jerked! SHE WAS WILD!
Bill loved it!
HE SHOT OFF IN HER MOUTH!
"I'MMMMMM CCCUUUUMMMMIIINNNNGGGG," AND HIS PRICK LUNGED AND JERKED IN HER THROAT!
"MMMMMMEEEEEE, TOOOOOO," and she bathed his face in slick, shiny cum.
They rested for a while. Then they screwed, and licked, and fucked, and lapped. THEY WERE ON A SEX BINGE THAT LASTED ... AND LASTED ... AND LASTED. It lasted for two weeks!
Bill lost his job. Diana called in sick for all that time. King lost his place on her bed. Danny had to fend for himself.
Diana wouldn't let Bill out of the bedroom except to piss and eat.
Bill wouldn't let her out of the bedroom except for the same reasons.
THEIRS WAS A WORLD OF SHEER RAPTURE!
It was a world of fucking, screwing, frigging, balling, sucking, lapping, licking.
IT WAS HEAVEN!
IT WAS WILD!
IT WAS ECSTASY!
IT WAS LUST!
IT WAS BEAUTIFUL!
When after two weeks of sheer delight, Bill dragged his nub out her front door, she lay depleted, spent, totally content.
That little episode ought to completely cure me of my lust for Danny's inexperienced body. Why the hell should my first thought after two weeks of super fuckin' be of Danny and his cock? Good God!
CHAPTER FIVE
Diana went back to work. Her black lover went his way. Danny was full of resentment. He had had his pretty mother sucking him off before that black man had taken up residency for two weeks. He had heard the sounds from his mother's bedroom. He had seen her running naked and dripping of the black man's juices for the bathroom. He had heard her take a douche and trot her hot ass back to her black lover. He had heard the black man groan and moan his contentment. He had seen the naked black man raiding the refrigerator between screws. Danny was madder than hell at the black man! He was madder than hell at his mother. Danny had heard all about balling from the guys at school and he thought he'd find out about it from his sweet mother. Danny thought his pretty mother would teach him all about sex and get it on with him. Now, shit, she had taken a black man to fuck in her bed and forgotten her son.
Well, his mother's black lover was gone now. Danny's mother had gone to work and had paid him no attention. Danny was definitely pissed. He and Mike discussed the situation. Mike was as eager for Diana to fuck her son as was her son.
After all, Mike would hear all about it as he was Danny's best friend. Best friends tell best friends everything, don't they? Mike wanted to know if balling was as good as he'd heard it was. If Danny got it on with his mother, Danny would tell Mike and it would be like Mike was experiencing an instant-rerun. So the boys talked the whole situation over. They also talked the situation over with their friends.
Diana was the topic of conversation with all the junior high school boys in the neighborhood, as well as their friends. She was unaware of this as she went to work and tried to keep her mind on her job.
Diana was sure she'd squelched her lust for her young son. After all, she'd had quite an affair with her big-dicked black lover. That would surely keep her satisfied for a while. She wouldn't wait too long and she'd get it on with Tony or some other available man or perhaps her black lover would get horny and give her a call and they'd have another go 'round. Anyway, she'd have her fill of fuckin' one way or the other.
She was still fairly well contented after several days of working. Maybe Bill had screwed her so much during their two-week orgy that she'd never screw again. Maybe she'd never be haunted and tormented again for lack of sex. Great! If she could just never have the urge again for balling again, she'd be perfectly happy.
Diana had worked the day shift for Tony. She was now on her way out of the trailer park to the store next door. It was a small neighborhood store and the walk to it in the coolness of the early evening was exhilarating. Danny and Mike were gone somewhere on their bikes and Diana was fully enjoying her walk. The stars began to peep out of their velvety sky and the moon was arriving early on the scene.
She came out of the tiny store and began her walk home in pure contentment. The air was cool and so was she. All was right with Diana. She hadn't craved her young son for a couple of days now. She knew her lust was in control. She'd screwed Bill until she didn't need any more for a while. When she did need a little lovin', Tony would be available.
She cut across the parking lot toward the mobile home park and skirted the construction yard. She became conscious of the fact someone was following her a little ways back. Probably one of my neighbors. It's a good thing that' store's so handy to the park. Prices're too high there, but it's convenient.
She strolled along quite unconcerned about anything but the beauty of the night. She could see the red lights flickering on top of the near-by mountains, warning the small planes that landed at the near-by airport. The stars twinkled brightly at her. The moon was full and well over the crest of the mountains.
A dark figure stepped out in front of her! He had appeared to come from nowhere, but Diana knew he had to have come out of the construction yard.
"Well, well, if it isn't our friendly neighborhood cocksucker!" he said in a cruel voice.
Diana stopped cold!
The footsteps that were behind her closed in!
A hand closed roughly over her mouth and she was being dragged into die construction area. She dropped her bag of groceries as the two figures threw her to the ground behind a big truck.
She looked up at the figures hovering over her. Fear gripped her heart! "Look, you guys, let me go. I don't know who you are, and I can walk out of here right now and no one'll get hurt, and you guys won't be in any trouble." She started to get up but was knocked down flat.
"Lady, you ain't walking out of nowhere right now ... and when we get done with you, maybe you ain't gonna walk nowhere for a long time." This voice belonged to another figure that came out of the darkness. He was followed by a troop of other figures emerging from nowhere.
Diana said nothing. She raised herself on her elbows and looked around to see if she could possibly dart off between the truck and trailer off to the left. She looked at the mass of figures over her. There must be a dozen of them. No one from the trailer park could hear me if I screamed ... and I don't know if my voice is with me or not. I bet I couldn't scream if I had to ... and I have to ... but where's my voice? It's smothered by that lump in my throat. If I could get to my feet and bolt, I'd have to run like hell to get away. These guys aren't very old and could probably outrun me any day. None of their voices sound familiar. Maybe they don't know the lay-out of this area. That'd be my only chance, to out maneuver them ... cuz I can't outrun them....
"The cocksucker's thinking of how to get away," one man said.
"She'll never make it," said another.
"She don't want to get away," said another.
"She's hung up on cocks. We got a lot of peters here to be sucked. She likes that."
"She likes 'um young, too, I hear."
"She likes black ones, too."
"Mine's young ... young enough for her. I ain't fourteen, though."
"Hey, lady, how's a seventeen-year-old cock grab ya?"
"Mine looks black in the dark."
"That ought to do her."
"We meet all the qualifications. Let's have at."
"Right on."
Diana could hear the unzipping of pants and see the figures bend over to step out of their pants. "Hey, you guys, you're all too young for this sort of thing. I mean, gang-banging just doesn't go. I'll have to report you all to the fuzz."
"Great, lady. Then well tell the pigs that we're all underage and they get you and send you up the river for contaminating all us young innocent guys."
The group roared with laughter.
"It's not funny!" Diana screamed.
"The lady don't think it's funny. Maybe she wants to get some serious work done."
Another burst of laughter rang in her ears. "Now let's get organized. All those in favor of a suck off, form a line to the right. All those in favor of a fuck off, form a line to the left." Everybody laughed.
"I gotta complaint."
"What the hell's bugging ya?"
"I don't know if I'm for a fuck or suck. She's got all her clothes on. How the hell'm I gonna know what I want first if I can't see her cunt?"
"Shit, man, take a look."
Diana felt her clothes being ripped from her quaking body. Big hands tore at her wildly. Hot hands pounded her down into the dirt. Heavy hands held her spread-eagled.
"Shit, I still can't see what the hell she looks like in her hole."
"Well, you dumb bastard, turn on your flashlight."
Lights flashed on all over the place. Every guy must have had a flashlight, and they were all flashing their bright lights up and down her naked body.
"Hey, craphead, flash your light in her eyes so she can't see who any of us are."
One guy focused his bright light directly in Diana's eyes and the glare nearly blinded her. She blinked her eyes against the invading flash and finally closed her eyes. She didn't want to see what was going to happen anyway.
"Hey, man, light up a joint."
"Christ, you've already had enough to blow your mind."
"Whatchu bitchin"bout? You din't buy 'um. "
"Don't them lights look groovy on her tits and pussy? "
"To you in your pot wasted condition, yeah."
"Don't give me no shit, man, I seen you poppin' them pills before."
"Shine that light up her hole, I wanna see if I ken see way up there."
"Did you guys ever think those lights can be seen over at the trailer park?" Diana asked. "You guys better let me up and get your asses out of here before you get caught." Diana said this in her sternest voice, trying to scare them off.
"They ain't nobody gonna interrupt us, lady. We ain't about to get caught. We got us a tarp hung on the other side of this here truck. Nobody's gonna see no light."
Diana's heart fell. She wasn't going to get rescued. No one was going to help her. Danny and Mike were both gone. No one would miss her.
A shitty smell filled her nose and she realized some more dope had been lighted. These dumb shits would get higher and higher. One of them at least was on something bigger and better than weed.
"Gimmy some-a that shit, fella," said a voice. "We oughta get the dear lady high so she'd get turned on. "
"Man, we don't want her far-out. We want her just the way she is, so we can hear her scream when we fuck the shit outa her."
"She ain't gonna scream. I'm gonna ram my cock down her throat. She can't holler with a mouth full of hard dick. "
"You ain't got a mouth full. Get your kicks outa her asshole."
"If I wanna suck off, I'm gonna have it!"
"Awwww, let him have his blow-job."
"What the hell are we waiting for?"
"What if she bites my whang?"
"She ain't gonna bite your prick. She knows better than that, don't you, lady? She knows if she bites, her titties ain't gonna be the same without nipples, now are they?"
Diana was in a panic! She couldn't move! That damned light was still in her face! She could smell the pot! She was in a hellofa mess! It's all beginning, she thought. She felt completely defeated. She was at the mercy of these young, depraved, doped-up maniacs. She thanked God for the steady stream of light in her eyes. She didn't want to see what was going to happen. She wished she could escape all the hell she was in for. If only she could fall into oblivion.
Then it happened!
The slim youth between her thighs sank his heavy shaft deep in her dry hole!
The sudden plunge of his rampaging prick whirled her over into another world. All of her lust for young boy cock, all her evil desires for molesting innocent boys, all her wicked longings for SWEET, HARD, YOUNG, LOVELY, BEAUTIFUL, STIFF BOY COCKS was back. Why fight it? This young buck felt so damned fantastic her head swirled. This would be the most stupendous experience she could have! At least twelve gorgeous little boy pricks to satisfy her wicked, evil, depraved appetite for youth ... really far-out!
The lad humped her wildly!
She responded by lunging her now-slippery fuck tunnel up to him! Her strong vaginal muscles clamped onto his plunging rod!
"Let her arms and legs go! This chick ain't gonna fight!"
"Shit, no! She's really turned on! She wants it! Let's give her the time of her life!"
"I get her mouth!" ... and Diana felt a thick peter rammed into her hot cavity.
She sucked the throbbing peter and gently caressed his swinging balls. She pitched her hips up to the other boy. The light was gone from her face and now shone on the youth's penetrating penis. She gazed at the young hard pole going in and out of her sucking mouth. It was beautiful! The kid was uncircumcised and she tongued the loose, soft skin that encased his cockhead as he retracted ... ready for another lively jab. She nibbled tenderly at the soft wrinkled foreskin every chance she got.
The lad humping her so furiously was about to explode!
"I'mmmm cummmmmiiinnnngggg...." and she felt the surge of sweet, boy jism jet into her boiling tube. She felt his young hard prick pull out of her clutching tunnel with a suctioning sound. He hadn't even waited for his tool to go limp! Well, how could he with a waiting line? Fantastic! Now she'd get another hard tool rammed up her wet hole to her guts and she'd be gone into bliss again!
Both her nipples were being devoured by hot little mouths. Great! One nipple was being pulled into a seething mouth and the other was being tongued rapidly! FANTASTIC! She sucked the lad's dingus in her mouth until he couldn't stand it and burst forth a spray of hot sweet cum that she quickly swallowed gulp after gulp. DELICIOUS!
"AAAAAIIIIEeeee," he shrieked in pure ecstasy.
Diana licked his spent penis until it was pulled away and another throbbing dick was shoved in. THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE GREATEST!
"This chick's spaced on suckin' and fuckin'. Man, she don't need no grass or nuthin'."
"Hey, man, bang her a little faster, huh? The rest of us guys're gonna cum in our hands waiting fer you to get done," one restless lad bitched.
"I'm goin' as fast as I can," the humping boy gasped.
"She's got two holes, ain't she? Let's give it to her in the ass at the same time!"
ECSTASY! SHEER ECSTASY! thought Diana.
Flashlights continued to glaze the fucking bodies ... the sucking bodies ... the tit-biting bodies.
Diana was so happy she could explode ... and she did....
"I'mmmm cummmiiinnngggg," she shrieked between sucks on the young beating whang in her mouth.
"This chick's right on."
She felt her body being lifted, still full of fat prick, up onto the pelvis of another lad who was laying on the ground. She still had a stiff one jabbed in her furnace-like cunt. She felt herself being lowered onto a stiff stick. It was snubbed to her puckered asshole. Hands were on her shoulders, pushing her down ... down ... down on this new pulsating rod. The rod got into her asshole beyond her sphincter muscle and jabbed joyfully.
The penis stuck in her torrid vagina was pumping away frantically.
Her tits, jiggled frantically but her nipples were secured in two sucking mouths.
It was really difficult to keep her mind on her blow-job as she was thrilled by all the fresh young whangs pumping and jabbing into her. This's got to be heaven! How could I've managed to be so lucky and fall into such a fantastic gang-banging as this! Really groovy!
Her body rocked like she was caught up in one gigantic earthquake! She was hot! Blazes of fire shot through her body! Her head reeled! Her fingers clenched onto two spare cocks. She worked them wildly! She thrust her hips to meet the pounding her cunt was taking! Her nipples felt bulgy from the sucking they were receiving! Her mouth was jammed full of fat, pounding, young boy cock.
She felt a spray of warmth over her hair and head.
"What the hell?" the guy pumping her mouth shouted.
"So I had to take a leak," said another youth at her head.
The warm piss felt great to Diana, who was out of her head with greedy, greedy lust.
The dreadful smell of burning marijuana was being blown into Diana's face. She inhaled it deeply between sucks of whatever cock was thrust into her mouth. She was on a second high and sailing on cloud nine to outer space. One after another pumping prick spewed its semen into one or another hole.
Diana had one orgasm after another and was to the point of exhaustion. She couldn't lift her ass off whatever lad she was shagged to. She floated. She was in heaven. Visions of dripping cocks floated by "'her ... and she felt the steady humping of a cock in her asshole and flooded cunt. One spent prick was dragged out of her slobbering mouth and she cried out for more. Two thick dongs were shoved in.
Every chance she got she screamed for more ... harder ... HARDER! Her hips were back to gyrating and thrusting.
"What the hell's with her?" one guy asked as he sat exhausted and naked in the dirt.
"Oh, I gave her a jolt of Spanish fly," another answered.
"Jeeesus, you dumb shit!"
"Well, her hips weren't moving like this before I gave it to her," he said defensively.
"Great, she'll wear us to a frazzle." This guy's high was wearing off. "Shit on a stick, man, that was a dumb-ass thing to do. Look at her ... she's out of her head! The pot was enough ... now she'll never wear down ... and she'll never get enough."
"So? Big deal!"
"We didn't want to kill her, you know."
"So who's gonna kill her? We're just gonna screw an' screw. She'll calm down after while." The guys were coming down off their clouds and the ones not banging the hell out of Diana watched her in torment.
They had created a monster. Now what the hell were they going to do?
Diana was oblivious to everything but the deep lust in her body. She screamed in torment for more and bigger cocks in her torrid hole. She sucked wildly! She clutched pricks in a mad frenzy. Her hips whirl pooled and swooped up any available whang. She clutched ravishingly. She was in agony! SHE HAD TO HAVE MORE ... AND BIGGER COCKS ... AND HARDER!
Her body was possessed by the devil! Fire rampaged in her! She was burning! She was wild! She was insane with need!
The boys were all quite sober now. They were astounded! They had all racked her for all they were worth! They were flabbergasted at what they had done to their friend's .mother. Now what the hell were they going to do with her? They couldn't leave her alone.
"Come on, guys, we all better work up king-sized hards and wham it to her until she calms down."
"I gotta get home. My old lady'll be pissed now."
"Shit on your old lady! Get your dick up!"
"Yeah, but, man, we ain't got nothin' big enough td satisfy her," a slim lad protested.
"So we get a little high and want some cock-suckin' and fuckin'. Well, she got right in there and obliged. Now look at her ... we gotta help her! Goddamn, she's in pain!"
Diana was crying and clawing the dirt. Her whole body wracked and thrust. She was ringing wet with perspiration. Her body was dirty from slithering around in the dirt. Her hair was matted from urine. She was covered and drenched with cum. Her tunnel was spasming.
"Gimmy your flashlight. It's the biggest one here."
"Do you think that'll do it?"
"Hell, I don't know. I'll give it a try." The youth took the flashlight and snubbed the butt end to Diana's cuntal mouth.
"OOOOHHHhhhh, shove it in! Shove it in! GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK ME! SCREW ME! RAM IT IN! I GOTTA HAVE IT! MORE ... GIVE IT TO ME ... FUCK IT TO ME!" Diana was screaming.
The lad gave a mighty thrust and hollered, "There's your fuck power, lady, have at!"
Diana moaned and clutched with her vaginal muscles.
"Christ, did you kill her?"
"Naw, she's still breathing."
The young boy rammed her hard and retracted, and rammed again.
"How long does this stuff last? I mean how long is that Spanish fly gonna have her out of her gourd?"
"I don't know. Shit, I never seen such a mess before."'
"Hey, guy, she's bleeding outa her hole ... better take it easier on the punches"
"Shit!"
He eased up on the jabbing.
This upset Diana. She started to sit up.
"Hey, lay on her shoulders. Keep her flat. She'll kill herself for sure if she sits on this damned thing!"
One kid sat between her thighs and patiently rammed the big flashlight home. His arms ached. He hoped she'd snap out of this condition pretty soon. A couple of guys sat on her shoulders, pressing her body into the dirt. The rest of the fellows sat around her and watched.
Blood flooded out of her vagina. The kid kept pumping it to her humping, lunging hips.
One kid fainted at the sight of her gushing blood.
"S'pose, what if she should bleed to death?"
"God, I hope not!"
After what seemed like hours, Diana started to calm down. Gradually she regained her senses. She looked around her at the circle of young bodies. She passed out.
The kid carefully pulled the bloody flashlight out of her reamed cunt.
"At least she's quiet."
"Where's her kid tonight?"
"Home I guess."
"She needs help. We can't leave her here alone."
"What if she gets hot again?"
"Somebody's got to call Danny to come and get her. "
"How's he gonna get her home? He can't drive."
"Well, shit, we gotta do something."
"Christ, it'll be getting light pretty soon."
"I'll get my car and take her home."
"She'll have your ass."
"You got any other suggestions?"
"Man, I ain't gonna be around when you take her home."
"None of you'll be around. I'll take her home and tell Danny I found her in this condition. He can decide what to do with his old lady."
"God, it could be your neck!"
"Yeah, I know it."
"She's not bleeding so much."
"I'm gonna get my car." The youth left.
It took four of them to lift the unconscious woman into the back seat of the kid's old car. She was naked and still trickling blood.
"Throw that blanket over her and stuff it between her legs. I don't want my car ruined."
"How in the hell are you and Danny gonna get her outa the car?"
"I don't know. I'll handle that when I come to it. You guys get your asses home and nobody knows nuthin'." He cranked the car out of the construction yard and drove to Diana's mobile home.
The patio light was on. The kid, David, went to the door and rang the bell. He waited. He rang again and waited some more.
Danny thumped down the hall. His steps could be heard outside. He opened the door to David. "Yeah?"
"I got your mother in the car. She's been hurt. She's in pretty bad shape."
Danny ran to the car and opened the door. "God!"
"I found her along the road along the freeway. I guess she's been beat up pretty bad."
"Help me get her inside, will you?" Danny asked.
"Yeah, sure, kid." David was in high school so Danny was a kid to him.
The two boys huffed and grunted and managed to lift Diana out of the car and lug her into the trailer.
Danny and David put her on her bed.
She groaned.
Danny pealed the blood-soaked blanket off his mother. He stood looking at her blood-streaked body. Tears came to his eyes. "They did a good job on her, didn't they?"
David surveyed the mess he and his buddies had created and ran to the bathroom and puked. His guts nearly came up with the flow and gush of vomit.
He went back into the bedroom. "Let's get her cleaned up and then you better call the doctor."
Danny ran hot bath water and filled the tub.
David fought his gagging at the sight of this pretty woman who reeked of urine and cum and blood.
The two boys carried her to the tub and set her in the hot suds. David watched as Danny shampooed her hair and gave her a bath. Danny was so gentle. The tits he had so gently touched were all black and blue. The flat belly he had thought so smooth and soft was severely bruised. The nest he had thought so alluring was matted with blood. Her face that was so pretty was bruised and puffed from all the cocks that had rammed her.
After she was cleaned up, the two boys put her to bed. Danny put a Kotex between her legs to catch any oozing blood. He didn't dare let it touch her puffy, inflamed crotch. He covered her gently with a sheet.
The boys sat on the floor beside the bed.
After a while, Diana opened glazed eyes and tried to focus them. She looked around the room that was so familiar to her. She looked at Danny and tried to smile a weak, lip-cracking smile.
Danny jumped to his feet and stood beside the bed. "How are you, Mom?"
Diana wasn't really too sure. She hurt and ached in every inch of her body. Her crotch felt like it was on fire from the inflammation. "I'm all right, honey." She couldn't even lift her butt to move or turn over. God, she hurt.
"Should I call the doctor?" Danny asked. Tears were trickling down his cheeks.
"Is this a friend of yours, Danny?" Diana nodded at David.
"Yeah, this's David Smithe. He's in high school. He said he found you along the highway. He brought you home."
"Wasn't that nice of him?" Diana said flatly. Her eyes had a glassy look. "Danny, would you j get me something cold to drink?"
Danny left the room and David squirmed.
"Thank you for bringing me home, David."
"That's all right, ma'am " David couldn't look at Diana.
"You were one of them, weren't you?" she asked.
"One of who?" David asked.
"David, I saw you in the flicker of the flashlights."
"I'm sorry. We didn't mean to hurt you. Are you going to call the pigs on me?" David was scared.
Diana reached out a black and blue arm to the lad. "No, David, I'm not going to turn you in. You were very decent to bring me home, and I thank you for it ... I guess I really went out of my head, huh?"
"Yes, ma'am, you did, but it wasn't your fault. This guy...."
"You do not have to explain my actions. I'm sorry I acted so crazy." Diana was unaware of the fact she had been given Spanish fly and was certain she had gone ape-shit over the young boys' cocks and balls. She also didn't know that inhaling the pot had affected her, driving her a little off her rocker. The combination of Spanish fly, pot, and young boys dicks had really rocked her. She thought she had flipped out and didn't want to be committed and locked up.
She patted David on the arm. "You're a good kid. Thanks again."
David got up and left the bedroom.
Danny brought his mother a cold drink but she feigned sleep. He set it down on her bedside table and tip-toed out of the room.
I really flipped out tonight. I do hope David doesn't tell that I'm crazy! The way I hurt, those boys must've really socked it to me. What choice did they have? I went out of my gourd. They didn't know they were attacking a woman that goes ape-shit when she sees a young boy's cock. I'll bet I shocked the shit out of them! Poor babies. The way I feel, they tried their damnedest to satisfy me. Maybe this's the cure I needed, to be gang-banged until I can't walk by young studs. The way I feel now, I'll never ... never ... crave a young body again! This's just what I needed. Now I have my fill of young boy cocks. I'm cured. I'M CURED! I'm free from all my wicked thoughts. It's a good thing this all happened. Now I can live a normal life and have normal desires. The way I feel I'll never have any feelings for stud service again!
With it firmly in mind that she was cured, Diana fell into a deep sleep.
David, with his guts churning, went back to the construction yard. Some of the guys were still there. He explained what happened when he took Diana home and that she had recognized him. He said she was not going to report the boys.
"She's got to be a groovy person. Boy, she is the greatest."
Then they all looked at Jake, who had pumped her full of Spanish fly. Without a word, they encircled Jake and stomped the shit out of him.
She was a good person. She had really got it on and made it with all of them There was no reason to give her that stuff. She was really a good screw. She didn't need to be hurt like she had been. She'd have let those guys fuck her all night and given them one good time ... but Jake had to ruin it all by giving her that stuff so she had to get fucked and tom to pieces by a flashlight. Damned shitty mess.
Well, Jake got his, too. He wound up in the hospital with several severe injuries that he had gotten falling off his ten-speed bike ... as he told it.
CHAPTER SIX
Diana recuperated for several days in bed. She decided the boys were not going to report her as being a crazy sex maniac and she felt easier about the whole situation. It took several days before she could walk and several more before she could return to work. She did not go to the doctor as She couldn't tell him what had happened. How would she explain her weird desires to screw young boys? How could she report such a lovely group of boys? How could she tell her doctor that she had been gang-banged and had loved it so much she went out of her head with lust? After all, the boys had given her one fine fucking. It was she who had spaced out and gone bananas. David had been so sweet to bring her home. He and Danny had been gems to take care of her. No, she couldn't go to the doctor with such a stupid story. He'd probably have her committed as a looney if she did. She just hoped she healed all right.
She had learned her lesson well. She would never get involved with young boys again! She sure didn't want to go so far-out as she had that night. Besides, apparently all boys weren't built like boys ... or men either for that matter.
She came home from her job completely pooped. It had been a difficult day at Tony's.
She had worked her ass off. She fell on the couch exhausted.
Danny and Mike were folding papers for their routes on the patio.
Diana didn't even keep them company. She could have cared less if their peters bulged holes clear through their pants. She was cured of her lust for child pricks. She sat there content to know she was cured of her evil lust. Of course she was tired, too.
She dozed for a short time. When she awoke, the boys were gone on their routes. Diana decided to put a meatloaf in the oven along with potatoes. The mobile home would smell good and the food would be delicious when Danny returned. She busied herself with her duties and was soon finished. She still had gobs of time before Danny would be home.
It's warm outside this evening. I guess I'll take a dip in the pool. I haven't done that in ages. It'll relax me, too. Boy, after that day at work, I need some relaxation. Maybe somebody'll be at the pool to talk to.
Diana walked to her bedroom and rummaged through her drawer and pulled out her red bikini. She stripped off her work uniform and poked her full breasts into the small tight top. Her slightly too-full flanks were stuffed into the tiny red bottom. She surveyed her body in the mirror.
She picked up her beach robe, slipped on her thongs and headed out the door. The evening was warm. It would be perfect for a delightful swim.
Several people were lounging around the pool idly chatting. No one she knew was there. These people must be from the other side of the park.
Shit, I don't know a soul. Oh, well, I came to swim anyway.
Diana was a good swimmer. In her younger days she had taught swimming to children. She loved the water and the feel of its smoothness caressing her body. Of course, if she had her druthers, she'd skinny-dip, but that was a no-no in a public pool.
She went to the shallow end of the pool and gracefully stepped into the cool water. She splashed the clear blue water on her arms and on the back of her neck. Suitably accustomed to the water's temperatures, she did a few laps of the Australian crawl.
After resting a moment she did laps of various strokes, the breast stroke, the back crawl, the side stroke. When she swam she barely made a ripple in the water. The underwater lights were on. She did a couple of very sexy surface dives, exposing her firm round ass before it submerged under the water to be followed by tanned, well-shaped legs. She swam underwater to the side and touched the gutter. She shook her sopping hair out of her eyes and realized she was face to face with an extremely handsome man.
He was prone on the deck and smiling at her with a very provocative mouth. He had black curling hair touched with gray. His eyes were a devilish blue and one of those sexy eyes winked at her.
"Damned good swimming," he said in a low voice that made Diana nearly swoon right there.
"Thank you, sir," she said and smiled.
God, he's magnificent! He's really sharp! Hmmmmm, and Diana's heart damned near flipped out of her red bikini. Jeeesus, I didn't know we had neighbors like this guy!
"Mind if I join you for a couple of laps?" he asked, and flipped his big body around and into I the pool with ease.
Diana shook her head. Hell, with this guy, I she'd swim to Japan. He could join her any time. I Her heart pounded.
He took off and glided through the water so smoothly and rapidly he must have lived half his I life in the water.
He stopped and looked at Diana, still hanging I onto the gutter wall. "Come on, you gonna I swim with me or not?" He grinned that devilish I grin and laughed.
Diana swam to meet him and they both swam I together for several laps. Diana was a good I swimmer but Jim made her look like she was an I amateur. His dark arms came out of the beautiful blue water and went under again. His every stroke was a thing of beauty. His muscular shoulders slid smoothly just under the water.
This fellow was just what Diana needed. Her must have been in his forties. He was good looking. He wasn't one of those young boys. She wouldn't have to be leery of this guy anyway. He was a really bitchin' hunk of flesh. This guy would like it if she went out of her head on a sex-binge. He'd be pleased as hell about it and would definitely be able to take care of their situation judging by the bulge in his swim trunks. Yes, he was just what she needed. She hadn't had sex since those dear boys had gang-banged her and hadn't felt she needed it ... maybe because she was afraid she'd go ape again ... and also she hadn't had much of an opportunity ... she had to heal up from the fantastic screwin' those sweet little lads had given her. She had worried a lot about what those nice young innocent boys would do about her crazy lust, too. She sure didn't want those boys telling anyone about the dip-shit old woman that was nuts on sex with young boys. She knew young boys talked a lot and she was afraid it might get back to some irate parent that would slam her into confinement of some sort. That would never do.
Diana had to forsake any and all youngsters as there were too many of them running around the neighborhood that knew her terrible secret. She needed a real man to get her over all this foolishness and stupid craving for young cocks. She had lived alone far too long and her judgment on sex matters was slightly warped, to put it mildly. She really wasn't a sex maniac and a child molester. That was not true. Sure she'd had a few evil thoughts about her son, it was true. She had mainly fought off these wanton desires. She had admired Mike's bulging pants but had done nothing to him. Aside from the gang-banging episode, she'd had quite normal sex. She hadn't initiated the gang-banging so she couldn't really be held responsible for it anyway ... except she had reacted entirely wrong to the whole situation.
Analyzing herself, she knew what she really wanted ... and it wasn't young boys. She wanted a genuine man. She wanted someone to love and cherish. She wanted someone to help her with all the everyday responsibilities of life. She wanted security ... financial and emotional. She wanted someone with a big hard cock to crawl into bed with every night. She wanted a husband. She was sick and tired of living alone. She didn't like the idea of having to look for a guy every time she wanted to screw. She wanted a steady lover.
This Jim guy would fill the bill perfectly. He was great. He would be terrific in bed, she knew. He would be someone she could be proud of. He was built fantastically. He had far-out looks. He must have a good job. At this point a man with any kind of a job would help. He was definitely an ideal specimen of manhood. Diana thrilled at the possibility of having a meaningful relationship with a guy like Jim ... or possibly Jim himself.
Jim liked what he saw stuffed into the red bikini, too. This gal had bulges and curves in all. the right places. Her boobs were full and round. The tiny red top barely covered her nipples and he imagined how great those buds would taste. Her hips invited sex. Yes, she would be a great one to get it on with.
Jim reached out and patted her well-rounded rump as she swam past him. He was pleased at the solidness of what he felt.
Diana felt a twitch of pleasure at his touch. She sprinted to the deep end of the pool. Jim followed at a fast pace. The two of them were like playful puppies. They were both happy and jolly and fun loving. They romped and splashed and bobbed and had a great time together. Neither of them touched each other, other than the playful pat Jim had given Diana. It was as though they were saving each other for later, like a child saves his cake for the best times.
Diana was resting at the deep end of the pool. She hung onto the gutter. Jim swam to her and put a hand on the gutter on either side of her. She was encircled by his massive arms, yet he never touched her. She was aware of the fact that inches from her crotch, his cock hung massive and hard. His dong was pushing anxiously against his trunks. His bone was clearly outlined stiff by the underwater lights. He was so close to her, yet never touching her. The thought of his body so close made Diana breathe a little faster. His chest, all burly and curly with black ringlets, was so close to her breasts, yet never touching her. His big muscular arms were so close to caressing her and clutching her to him, yet they didn't. His eyes were devilishly devouring her body. He had that sexy, devil-may-care grin. His black hair sparkled with water drops. It was as though he had stars entwined in his full head of curly hair. He might as well have had stars, because Diana was sure he was heaven-sent. Her heart pounded. Her crotch tingled. For some strange reason, she felt embarrassed. That was stupid, she knew. She'd had many men in her time. For some reason she felt like a school girl with her first crush. She tingled. She couldn't think of a thing to say. She was completely tongue-tied.
If he'd only kiss me ... or something. This's hell ... being so close to him and him not touching me ... or anything. This is embarrassing. If he'd do something to break this tenseness, I'd feel better. Maybe I ought to kiss him. No, that'd be too forward. There are people around the pool he might know. Maybe he's married. He isn't wearing a ring. HE'S GOT TO BE SINGLE!
Jim needed this woman. His dong was heavy even in the water. It had been a hellova while since he'd had a good fuck. He didn't dare have it too much, or be too obvious about it. He didn't get it at home, that was for sure. His wife was turned off by sex. He'd been married twenty-five years to the bitch, and it had been sheer hell. He and Carol had children and grandchildren together, but that was about it. She had been told ever since she was born that sex was dirty and she would have to put up with it to keep a man ... it was a duty. Well, she had been shirking her duty lately. As a matter-of-fact, she hadn't participated in sex very regularly for the past twenty years. During those twenty years Jim had stepped out with women from here to New York. He was a normal man with normal needs. She was unaware ... or pretended to be ... of his basic urges. He wasn't about to get a divorce from her and lose all he had worked for so many years. He was a long-haul truck driver. He didn't have to break up his home or lose the respect of his children and grandchildren. When he needed sex he could get it along the road somewhere. Trucking had been slow lately. His company hadn't had as many long runs as before. He'd made several short hauls and hadn't been on the road as much. He'd been home with Carol more lately. He'd been getting more horny and less release of late.
This chick was ready and ripe. She was also close to home. She was more curvy than Carol.
His children were grown and gone, so he and Carol lived in the adult section of the park. They were far enough apart so as not to cause any difficulties, yet close enough he could dump his load when he got horny. This would be an ideal set-up for him ... if he could swing it. He knew women well enough to know they got serious about things when they weren't supposed to. He had been in hot water several times because some dumb broad had become emotional about him.
God, I gotta get this chick in bed. Her lips are so close I'd like to kiss them ... but, I don't dare. Somebody might see me and tell Carol. So far, nothing's happened. She and I've been swimming together and that's all. I gotta get her out of this pool and into bed.
"Hey, honey, you're panting," he remarked jokingly.
Diana flushed in the dim light. She wasn't aware that she was being so obvious about her feelings. She squirmed.
"You're probably tired from so much swimming," he said, winking at her.
Diana nodded. He knows better than that. He's just being kind to me. He doesn't want me to be upset. He knows I'm not that tired from swimming. He's a good-lookin' guy. He's probably had lots of women hot to trot with him. He knows what he's doing and he plays it cool. He gets me all stirred up by being so close and not touching me. He's the kind of guy that makes a gal beg for his cock. He's a big tease.
"Had enough of the puddle for tonight?" he asked.
"I guess so."
"Would you like to have a drink?" he asked, moving close to whisper in her ear hotly.
"That'd be good," Diana said. Anything would be good with you, fella.
"My place or yours?" Jim asked. Carol was baby-sitting at his daughter's with the grand kids and wouldn't be home early, so he was safe in taking Diana to his place if she insisted on it ... which he hoped she wouldn't.
"Whatever?" Diana said agreeably.
"Tell you what, you go home and change and I'll pick you up and we'll go some place for a drink." He gave her a pat on the hip under the water and a wink. "We'll find something interesting to do and somewhere interesting to do it."
Oooohhh, his hand felt so good. I'm already thinking of the something interesting to do. You, dear man, can figure out where to do it. Diana told him her space number so he could pick her up.
"Hurry, chick, and get ready. I have a feeling you and I can make beautiful music ... or something ... together. I'll be over in a few minutes." He grinned knowingly at her and his gaze fell to her bulging boobs.
Diana hopped out of the pool and Jim followed her gingerly. He took in the sway of her hips as she walked over to the lounge chair to pick up her robe.
This chick has great possibilities. If she hasn't got somebody on the string, I just might have myself a land of paradise right here. She likes me. If she'll just play it cool, I might have a great thing going. That round ass of hers begging for my prick ... it was in the pool. I'll give it to her all right. She isn't a bad-looking broad. I'll have to take her out somewhere at first. Then if the relationship goes as I plan, I'll get it worked around to where I don't have to bother with all the preliminaries ... just call her for a screw. It all depends on how hard up she is and how much she'll go along with if I give her the kind of lovin' she wants and needs. Oh, I'm a cad! Yep, I always have been. This's just the kind of thing I thrive on. She's dangerous, living so close to home. She's daring ... there's always the chance I might get caught. She's delicious ... those tits are far-out and her hot little twat needs a licking or a poking. I've always liked a bit of a challenge. Even if I get in her britches easily, the test comes in how long I can keep this deal going and how soon I'll get caught or how mad Carol'll get. If the relationship goes on and on, then I've really got it made ... if she's any good in bed. This's really going to be an exciting deal. I should've been a dare-devil with the circus of something. I need excitement running in my blood. This'll do for now. I also need a good fuck right now.
"Hey, Diana, how do you want to fly? I gotta flashy yellow car and I gotta cycle," Jim said vigorously, toweling himself dry.
"The bike sounds good," Diana said and smiled at the handsome stud.
"Great! You're my kind of girl. You got a little deviltry in you, too. We're gonna make it, you and me. Pick you up in a minute." He turned and trotted off briskly into the night.
Back in the trailer, Diana pondered Jim. He's just the type to have a motorcycle. He's the type to have a hell of a lot of fun with. I may have to tame him a bit to get him to settle down. I'll go along with him for a while. When he gets to the point he can't get along without me....Shit, I'm hallucinating ... anyway, hopefully he'll get to that point, and that's when I'll tame him. He said he and I'd make it. I hope he means for a long-time deal.
Diana quickly changed into Levi's and a shirt-type blouse. She put on her boots and tied a scarf around her nearly dried shag.
Danny came home just as she was taking the meatloaf out of the oven.
"Sweety, I have a date tonight. I fixed a meatloaf and some baked potatoes. I won't have time to eat. Why don't you get Mike to come over and eat with you and spend the evening?" Diana was bustling around, setting the table for the two boys. She set the steaming dinner on the table just as she heard a motorcycle roar to a stop in front of her mobile home.
That dumb shit! He knows the rules of the park. He's supposed to push that bike out of here. There's no riding of motorcycles in the park. He doesn't follow rules very well. Diana glazed Danny's cheek with a kiss and said, "Everything's ready for you and Mike. I gotta go before we catch hell from the management about that stupid bike out there." She grabbed a blue velvet jacket and headed for the door.
In out and out defiance of the park laws, Jim revved up the cycle and backfired it loudly.
Diana rushed out of the door with a frown on her pretty face.
There he sat, all grinning, roaring his damned cycle.
"Don't you know the rules of the park?" Diana said crossly while climbing on behind him.
"What? I can't hear you with all this noise," he said and chuckled.
Diana gave up. He'd never hear her if she screamed her lungs out.
"Hang on, Diana. We are taking off."
He wasn't kidding. He revved up the cycle, popped it a couple of times, and spun out!
Jesus, if I don't get evicted, he sure as hell will. He must really like to play his fun and games. No wonder he smiles like a devil, he's so full of devilishness it just pops out all over. Diana grabbed him around the waist and hung on. She was not an experienced rider. It was plain to her he didn't follow the speed limit either.
They roared out of the park and onto the main street. The wind brought tears to Diana's eyes so she buried her head behind his back.
I hope he doesn't dump this thing. This ride's really a thrill and a half! I can't open my eyes long enough to see where we're going. I know we're gonna wind up in a ditch somewhere! The hospital'll notify Danny that his wild mother crashed with some dude she doesn't even know....
Jim felt Diana loosen her hold on his belly. He grinned to himself and shifted again, the third time, and started the motorcycle swerving down the road. He was absolutely delighted when he heard her shriek in fear and protest.
"Would you please slow down?" Diana shouted above the roar of the cycle. She clutched her own wrists around Jim's guts. Her legs tightened up. Her belly flipped.
"I'm only in third gear. We've got three more to go." He turned his head slightly to call at her.
Sonofabitch! I'm gonna get killed on this damned thing! Her tight-muscled legs hugged hotly to his thighs.
"Hang on, Diana, and lean with me! We're going to turn!" Jim was chuckling to himself and he leaned into the curve. He gunned the cycle and popped a wheelie rounding the comer.
Goddamn, we skidded! He's crazier than hell on this damned thing! He's got to stop up ahead. When he does, I'm getting OFF! Diana was shaking with anticipation of falling off that dumb cycle. She lifted her head long enough to see he wasn't going to stop at the light after all! It was yellow before they reached the intersection. He stomped the bike and they roared on through the busy corner.
Diana mentally checked herself and made sure she hadn't gotten hit. Yep, she was still alive. She hung onto Jim for dear life and put her head down against his massive shoulder. She had prayed when she was younger. She prayed now that this maniac would stop this dumb bike and she'd be alive and in one piece when he did.
What seemed like hours of terror on the bike was in reality only a few mad moments. Jim slowed the cycle and barely crawled into a gravel parking lot. He stopped and Diana jumped off, trembling. He turned to look at her pale face and, of all things, he was laughing!
Diana stood in front of him with hands on hips and glared at him. "Honestly!" was all she could muster.
"You're not very good as a rider," he said, sneering at her.
"What the hell do you expect, you dumb shit? You're not very good as a driver, either!" She was slowing down on her shaking problem.
"Like hell I'm not! You damned near made me drop the bike back there on that comer."
"Well, you shouldn't have gone skidding around the corner!"
"We didn't skid. We popped a wheelie. You have to learn to lean with me if you're gonna ride worth a damn." Those beautiful white teeth of his showed against his deep tan. Did he always grin?
"If I'd've leaned with you, we'd've both hit the ground. I was only trying to keep us from going over." Diana's chest was heaving.
"Look, snooks, I've ridden this thing a hellova lot longer than I care to admit. I know how far to lean. All you gotta do is lean with me." Then a twinkle came to his blue eyes, "if you want to buck me, I'll give you all the chance you want ... but not on the bike." He reached for her and gave her a playful swat on the rump.
Diana was about to give him static and was interrupted by him putting his arm around her slender waist and saying, "Come on, baby, let's have that drink." He led her to the door of a bar called The Place and pushed the heavy wooden door open for her. He gave her another pat on the butt as she went inside.
It was a western type bar and men with cowboy clothes and western hats lined the bar. The music blared from the juke box. It sounded to Diana as if some poor cowhand was in deep misery.
Jim ushered her to the bar. She crawled up on the tall stool. Jim hung his leather jacket on a hook and joined her. He was wearing a western shirt and Levi's. He had heavy boots on. He ordered beer for himself and asked her what she wanted.
"Beer, I guess," she said. Diana didn't like beer. It hit her too hard and too fast. She wanted to enjoy this night. She didn't want to be in a drunken daze early in the evening. This guy she was with could hold his beer, she knew. He could do most anything he set his head to doing ... and he'd damned sure have a good time doing whatever he set his sights on. No wonder he had laugh lines around his sparkling eyes ... he laughed a lot!
There was a pool table in the bar and that seemed to hold Jim's attention.
"Do you play pool?" he asked.
"I've played some, but I'm no good at it," she confessed.
"All you gotta do is hit the balls. You're no good at playing with balls?" He winked at her and patted her thigh.
"Depends on what kind of balls you're talking about," Diana shot back at him.
"Right on, baby," he said and laughed.
They drank their beer and Jim ordered more. "Come on, I'll show you how it's done," he said, pulling her to the now-vacant pool table.
"You'll be sorry," Diana said.
"Honey, I'm never sorry," he said. He put his big arm around her again and let her to the pool cues. He seemed to know what weight he wanted, but Diana knew very little about cues. He watched her select one and said nothing.
He racked the balls and told her to break them.
"No, you do it. I'm no good at that," she said.
"No good at what?" he said jokingly. He bent over the table and slugged the cue ball into the balls and sent them scattering.
The game was no contest. It was slaughter. Jim apparently played a lot of pool in his life, too.
Jim kept ordering beer and Diana was beginning to feel a little tipsy.
Wonder how I'll hang on to this giant of a man on that dumb cycle? He's absolutely the most fantastic man I've ever met. He's so damned good looking! One hellofa guy! Diana leaned on her elbow on the bar and watched Jim chug-a-lug his beer. How could I've been so lucky as to find a guy like this right under my nose at the trailer park? He makes all other men look like nothing ... ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!
Diana was really hung up on Jim. If there was such a thing as love at first sight, she was a witness to it. If Jesus was trodding the face of the earth today, Jim'd pass as him! This man's as near perfect as the Savior himself! Of course, I don't think Jesus had such a streak of deviltry as Jim does, but aside from that ... WOW!
Jim was observing Diana's condition carefully. He didn't want her so drunk she'd fall off the bike. He wanted her just right for fuckin'. He wanted her relaxed enough she'd really let herself go with him. He was sick and tired of being told by Carol what he could do and what he couldn't do. Carol was a prude as far as he was concerned. Now, with Diana, he wanted to do everything in the book and then some. She turned him on sexually.
Diana enjoyed the little love pats Jim gave her. She enjoyed his attention. She enjoyed being seen with him. When he leaned over and breathed into her ear, "That's it for you tonight, lover," the hotness of him seared right through her. She tingled. She was behaving like a young girl with her first crush.
They walked out to the bike and Jim secured his helmet on.
Diana watched his every move with delight. He's so sure of himself, so confident. He's happy all the time. If only he'd fall in love with me. If I could spend eternity with him, I'd never have another worry. I'd have his strong arms to lean on. He'd be all I'd ever need. I'd love him to pieces.
While Diana was thinking all her lovely thoughts about marriage and togetherness and forever-ness, Jim had other thoughts rattling around his magnificent head ... like where to take her to screw the shit out of her and if she found out he was married would there be another time? One thing at a time, he told himself.
Jim climbed on the bike and Diana crawled on behind him. She snuggled her hot little pussy right up to his firm butt. Her arms went eagerly around his middle and held her breasts tight to his big body. Her legs pushed up tight to his thighs and she laid her head on his back ... not in fear this time ... but because she wanted to. She was in a dreamy, sexy mood.
Jim took off slowly. He rode carefully out to the countryside and the golf course. The moon was glowing especially for Jim and her, Diana thought. It was a beautiful night. Jim was beautiful. Everything was just right in her little world.
At the course, he led her to the first hole. They sat on the velvet-like grass and gazed at the moon. His brawny arm went around her and pulled her back on the grass. He hovered over her and then bent to kiss her warmly and wetly. He met no resistance.
Diana was ready. She had wanted this man ever since she saw him in the pool. Her pussy slit was wet and itching in anticipation. She threw her arms around his neck in wild abandon and held him to her.
Jim was ready, too. He kissed her open mouth and plunged his tongue into her moist cavity. His big hand quickly stripped off her velvet jacket and blouse. He didn't have any talent for unsnapping bras. He rolled her over and worked at her bra for several minutes. His blundering took something away from the whole deal.
Well, I guess they can't all be Don Juans. Christ, the little boys are more handy than this guy. I guess the young ones are more used to undressing women. For this guy, women probably strip themselves. She felt her bra give way and release her round, full breasts. She rolled over on her back to receive the kisses and fondling her jutting tits wanted so badly.
Jim had other plans. He immediately pulled her Levi's off along with her boots. He wasted no time in getting her completely naked.
Each guy has his own tactics. I should know that by now. Jim's going to go to work on me now that I'm naked. Of course, he wants no interruptions like clothes to stand in his way. Diana felt chilly, all spread out on the dew-damp grass. Her nipples cried out for attention. Before Diana had a chance to reach for Jim or hug him or make any attempt to love him he had stripped out of his clothes.
With all the class of a bungling idiot, he jumped between her thighs and stuck it to her. His mouth came down hard on hers and he rammed his tongue into her mouth. He didn't wait for any response from her. He humped her wildly and dug his fingers into her flanks.
God, he must be hard up! He's wild! I think after he has his first cum, he'll settle down to pleasing me a little. Shit, I should hope so! This is more of an endurance contest than making love. I won't judge him on his first efforts. That's unfair to him. He apparently hasn't had any pussy for so long he's too fast on the trigger! So Diana endured his stupid screwing. She didn't respond to him at all ... she couldn't! He didn't need any response or want it either! He was completely oblivious to her except that she had an available hole and he socked his dick to her.
He made no noise. His breathing was labored, but that was all.
Suddenly, he stopped!
He crawled off her, dragging his limp dong out of her cummy cunt.
Shit, when he's done, HE'S DONE! No waiting for his whang to go down, no exhaustion, no nuthin'. Just pull it out ... WHAM! Diana felt nothing but complete surprise at the whole balling. What a let down!
"God, that was good," Jim muttered.
Diana lay there with his jism trickling out of her hole. She was motionless. She hadn't even gotten stirred up. Shit!
"Did you cum?" he finally got around to asking.
Diana shook her head.
For all the attention he paid her, he didn't even look at her to see whether she nodded or shook her head. He took her quietness to mean contentment. He lay on the grass looking up at the sky. He didn't touch her and he didn't talk.
Diana was shocked at the whole episode! She laid there thinking. That was sure fast. He ought to slow up the next time. Why the hell did he make such an effort to undo my bra? He never even touched my breasts. I didn't even have time to get excited. God, he must be hard up. Surely a man his age must know what pleases a woman. He didn't waste any time with the preliminaries. I thought he'd be really far-out. So far, he's nothing! Diana was engrossed with her thinking. She was thoroughly disappointed. She lay there lamenting her situation and WHAM! HE CRAWLED ON HER AGAIN!
This time he didn't even kiss her ... just banged the shit out of her with a couple of thuds and crawled off.
He jumped up and put his clothes on. "You sure're a great little piece, Diana," he said, buckling his belt. "Come on, let's get home." He glanced at his watch. Carol might be home by now. He had to get his butt in gear and get home before she got suspicious.
Diana was dressing slowly.
"We'll have to do this again. I really dig on you," Jim was really in great shape now.
Not if I have anything to say about it, we won't. That was as near to nothing as I've ever experienced. He must have a hellofa little whang. I wouldn't have even known it was in except for the fact he was there between my legs and humping like hell. He didn't make a sound! I didn't even know when he came. He didn't grown or moan or clutch at me or anything ... really weird! He didn't feel me up. He didn't kiss my breasts. He didn't give me a blow-job. He didn't do anything! He must be relying on his good looks to get women, 'cuz it sure ain't his love making that's so great. He's just a WHAM, BAM, THANK YOU, MA 'AM jerk! He's got all the class of a clod! What a hellova let down! I thought he'd be so damned great. He's just interested in dropping his load and to hell with the woman involved with him. He's a conceited sonofabitch. If he thinks I'd waste my time on him again, he's crazy. I wondered why a good-looking guy like him was on the loose ... now I know! He's a dumb turd when it comes to screwin'. A child could do a better job of balling than he does. Why, my own son'd make a better bed partner than this guy ... at least I hope he would. I'd hate to think any son of mine would leave a woman so unsatisfied. I hope my son learns the proper procedure for making love. A guy like Jim's a real dud.
Diana was unaware of the fact her thoughts were back on young boys. She was merely stating the truth. Those dear boys that had gang-banged her had given her more pleasure than Jim had. When she had given her son Danny a blow-job, she had been more thrilled than she had been with Jim. It was a fact, YOUNG BOYS ARE BETTER than what she'd had tonight!
On the ride back to the trailer court Jim was his jolly old devilish self again. He rode his cycle like a maniac, all the while patting Diana's leg.
This dumb shit's more romantic on a bike than making love. At least on the cycle I get patted. Maybe that's the secret ... we should screw on his motorcycle! Diana had to laugh at the thought of screwin' Jim on his bike. Well, it could be done! If she sat facing him riding his dong while he sped down some lonesome highway. Why bother? She could hardly wait to get home!
Diana and Jim roared up to Diana's coach.
WHEEEEEE, THERE STOOD JIM'S WIFE CAROL!
Diana was innocent of the fact he was married, so she merely wondered who was waiting for her and why this woman hadn't gone inside. Danny was home. He would have invited her inside to wait for Diana ... or told this woman Diana was out for the evening.
"Hi, Carol baby," Jim said and grinned at his wife.
The motorcycle was idling.
"You little slut!" Carol attacked Diana verbally.
Diana climbed off the bike and looked at the woman.
"You cheap little bitch! What the hell do you think you're doing with my husband?" Carol screamed at Diana.
Jim just sat there enjoying the cat-calling of his wife. He thought Diana would fight back and he'd be KING STUD of the trailer park ... or at least he'd have two of the women in the court fighting over him. He hadn't planned on Diana's finding out about him in this particular way, but what the hell?
"You two-bit whore! You divorcees are all alike! You're always after somebody else's man 'cuz you're not woman enough to keep your own! You whore! You slut! Pig! Bitch!" Carol was screaming.
Diana said nothing but wondered what her neighbors were thinking of all the noise. Carol was screaming. The motorcycle was adding to the commotion. Good heavens!
"THIS IS MY HUSBAND! " Carol shouted.
"LADY, YOU HAVE MY SYMPATHY!" Diana said, and walked into her mobile home.
Jim's ego was damaged by Diana's statement. He would recuperate and be off on some adventure again soon.
The noise subsided as the cycle roared off and Carol shuffled home.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Diana sat in her lavender nightie sipping coffee. She didn't have to go to work today. She had the whole day to lounge around and putter in her little yellow kitchen. She could do as she pleased with this day. To start the day she'd have to clean up the mess Danny had left from last night. She noted the two plates, two glasses, two everything. Mike must have come over and eaten with Danny like she had suggested. The remnants of the meatloaf were on the table and there was one cold left-over baked potato.
Shit, I should've stayed home last night instead of traipsing off with that awkward stupid ass. I'd've enjoyed a piece of this meat more than I enjoyed the piece of meat I had last night. God, I feel sorry for his wife! Imagine being stuck with a bed partner like him for a lifetime! Terrible! Disgusting! If she was any kind of a woman at all, she'd've trained the bastard as to her likes and dislikes. After all, either of them are juveniles. That's what lack of communication in the bedroom'll do for people. You'd think he would've learned something over the years about making love.
Danny came stumbling down the hall, wiping sleep from his eyes. "What was all the noise around here last night, Mom?" he asked, falling into a kitchen chair.
"Did it wake you up, dear?" she asked.
"Barely. I just heard a mess of noise and then I must've fallen asleep again." The dear child yawned.
"I had a date with this boob last night and the idiot didn't tell me he was married. His dearly-beloved wife was waiting for us when we got home. She made quite a scene. You'd've thought I bodily carried him away and raped him the way she carried on. He wasn't worth the effort. A real shit-head!"
Danny munched a piece of toast.
"I do hope, dear, that when you start going out with girls that you're a better specimen of manhood than Jim was last night."
"Really rotten, huh?" Danny asked.
"Terrible!" Diana continued to sip her coffee.
"Mom?"
"Yes, darling," Diana answered. She never could get over the fact that this beautiful child was growing up. She had given birth to a lovely baby, now he was a man. He was a terrific-looking lad. When he filled out, he would be one hellova lookin' guy. Her motherly pride nearly burst her chest wide open.
"Mom, what if some girl thinks I'm a rotten lover like you think this guy is?" Danny was dimly concerned about his blooming sex-life.
"Dear, no one'll think that of you ... ever!" Diana said emphatically.
"How do I know that? You didn't tell that Jim guy what you thought of him." Danny took a slurp of milk.
"I know you'll be a great lover. You'll always make your partner feel happy and contented. You're my son. You'll be perfect!"
"I don't know...." he said hesitantly.
"Well, I do! You're a sweetheart of a boy, and when the time comes you'll know exactly what to do." Diana set her cup down with a thud. She was uncomfortable talking to her darling son about how great he'd be as a lover. Her crotch was wet and itching. Her rigid nipples were pushing against the lavender film of her nightie. Her hand trembled as she lit a cigarette. Her eyes noted Danny's bulging pajamas. With much more of an erection, his beautiful cockhead would come out of his fly-front. His pajamas had only one snap on the fly and then the string waistband held them up. She could see a small thatch of darkness where his fly was not tightly closed. He's getting more hair all the time. He's growing up. Oh, if his prick pokes out the top part of his fly, I'll croak!
"Mom you remember when you relieved ... my ... ah ... pain?" He asked jerkily.
Diana nodded. She remembered. Oh, how she remembered! She had held her son's fantastic penis in her hand. She had given him a bitchin' blow-job. She had thrilled at being able to touch it. She remembered his soft skin over his rigid muscle. She remembered all too well. Now she squirmed. She got up from the table and made an effort to be busy at the sink. She would not become involved with her dear son ever again!
Diana could feel that her pussy was wet and hot! That painful, evil lust began as a small ache and blasted forth throughout her body as an all absorbing, aching, throbbing pain! Her body war seething with lust! Her mouth watered with desire. She licked her full lips with her hungry tongue. Her cunt was boiling! She was possessed by the devil, she knew. She turned from the sink and leaned back on the counter. Her eyes devoured her son. She feasted her vision on his fly. His nice young prickhead was peeking out at her.
She felt weak. She was helpless. She couldn't help what she was about to do. She had fought her nasty desires as long as she could. She needed to have her son's cock in her torrid vagina.
She held out her hand to her son.
He stood up and went to her. He took her hand and was led down the hall to his mother's bedroom.
God, forgive me for what I'm about to do. I can't help myself! Please give me the strength to send this innocent child away right now ... before it's too late! All the while she was pleading for help, her hands were shaking and untying her son's pajamas. She let them fall to the floor.
She was instantly down on the floor before her half-naked son. It was as if she was worshiping his grand and beautiful organ. She knelt before her son and put her hands gently to his firm balls.
"Gorgeous! Sooo beautiful! Ohhh, honey...." she moaned.
She gently massaged her son's far-out balls. His skin was like hot velvet. "Soooo soft ... so fantastic," she cooed.
"Oh, Mother, that feels so goooood," Danny groaned.
His knees were shaking. He tried to stand there but he knew he would soon collapse from sheer delight. He sat down on the edge of his mother's bed.
She was right after him. She spread his slender thighs to expose his sparsely haired pelvis and his heavy, sensuous little boy penis. She sat on the floor in front of him. Her hands caressed his balls and moved up to stroke the length pf his throbbing prick.
"Great! Absolutely the most fantastically beautiful organ," she said, breathing heavily.
Her fingers flicked his cockhead. She pulled the soft foreskin back. The full, GLOWING, AND GLORIOUS PRICKHEAD OF HER DEAR SON emerged completely. She inhaled deeply at the beauty of her son's purplish, blood-filled dong. She saw his rigid muscle vibrate and pulsate. Her eyes had a glazed, far-away, dazed look. Her mouth opened and she bent to her son's waiting organ.
"Oh, Mama, you're so good to me," Danny moaned.
"You dear, sweet darling. You're so young ... so innocent ... so pure." Diana took his hot organ and kissed the tip of it. She ran her steaming tongue over the top of his majestic cock. Her tongue prodded into the tiny love-eye and was rewarded by a drop of his young juice. Her hands were caressing his tight balls. Her tongue flicked back and forth over his tender glans and then she coated his entire whang with saliva ... kissing and tonguing up and down his stiff rod.
"OH, MOTHER ... THAT FEELS SOOO GOOOOD," he sighed.
"Do you like mother's tongue on your prick, dear?"
"DO I! YOU MAKE ME FEEL SOOO GOOD ... ALL TINGLY." His young body fell back on the bed. He wanted to watch what she was doing to him, but he felt so weak he couldn't. He laid there savoring every wonderful feeling his mother was giving him.
"Do you want Mother to nibble on your sweet balls?"
"OOOOOOhhhhh, yes. Do it to me, Mom "
"Does your dick like mother's tongue all over it?"
"Far-out."
"Does your cockhead like mother's mouth kissing it?"
"Uuuuummmmmmm," he moaned.
"Feel mother tonguing your tiny love-eye?"
"Crazy!"
"Does mother make you happy?"
"Ohhh, yeah, I can't take much more of your cocksuckin'."-
"Honey, I'm going to try and take all of your beautiful penis in my mouth. I want you to spurt off in my throat." Diana was spaced out. She was burning with wild fire. Her crotch was seething. Her clit was fluttering. Her boiling vagina was seeping and bubbling with her juices. Her head was reeling. Her hips were gyrating. She held his stately prick with her fingers and encircled his bulging knob with her hot lips. Slowly she lowered her mouth down ... down ... down taking more of her son's fabulous prick into her mouth.
"OOOOOHHHHHHH, GOD...." Danny gasped.
DOWN ... DOWN ... SLOWLY ... SUCKING ... DEVOURING ... FLICKING HIS COCKHEAD WITH HER FLUTTERING TONGUE.
"AAAAHHHHHHHH, GREEEEAAAATTT." Danny moaned.
His hips were pushing into her face.
Her hands went to her son's small ass. She pulled his pelvis in to her pretty mouth. Her nose was buried in his pubic hair. She smelled all his clean young boy smells. He smelled clean and pure and erotic and sweet and innocent.
Diana slid her hands under her son's ass and her fingers traced down his hot, sweaty ass crack and found his tiny puckered asshole. She took one of her fingers and prodded at his button.
"OOOOHHHHHH, MAM A A A AAA," he groaned. His hips pushed into her face and this throbbing prick pumped deep into her sucking mouth. His body was thrashing around on the bed. His head rolled from side to side. His eyes were closed. "OOOOHHHHHHHH, MOTHER, DO IT ... DO IT ... SUCK ME DEEPER ... BITE ME."
Diana punched his asshole full of her finger and wiggled it inside him. She took his prick deeper ... she felt it throb.
"MAMA ... MAMA ... I'MMMMMMM GONNNNNAAAAA CUMMMMMM," he cried, jabbing his cock into her mouth.
Diana wiggled her finger more rapidly in his rectum. She drew-his penis to her throat. She sweat. She ran wet between her legs. Her vaginal muscles spasmed.
"MOTHER, I'MMMMMMMMMMM CUUUUMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG. " he cried out in ecstasy. He jammed her mouth with his rampaging cock and torpedoed streams of cum into her mouth. His virgin body jerked and pumped shot after shot of pure young boy cum into his mother.
She swallowed and gulped her son's sweet juice and sucked for more. She sucked every drop of his delicious cum from his love-eye. The thrill of being pumped full of her son's cum triggered off her scorching love tunnel and she gushed her own cum.
"AAAAIIIIIEEEEEE," she sputtered, swallowing his last jet of burning cum. Her hips whirl pooled and slammed into the side of the bed. She stayed on her knees, pressed against the bed. She slid her hot mouth up her son's limp dingus and kissed it passionately.
"You sweet, sweet boy," she purred while smothering his love organ with kisses. She pulled her finger out of his asshole and held onto his hips with both of her hands. She kissed, tongued and loved his spent whang.
"Dear, dear, sweet darling. Mother can't get enough of you," she whispered, nuzzling into his sparsely haired thatch. "Mother loves you so much! Mother loves her baby," Diana was cooing to her young son.
"Ohhhhh, Mother, that was so good," Danny moaned from his position flat on the bed.
Diana knew that this youth would not allow his dong to remain limp for very long. He would be raring to go again soon. Maybe she could speed him up by lying beside him. She begrudgingly pulled her face from his crotch and climbed up on the bed beside her young son. She whipped off her lavender film of a nightgown and snuggled close to her son's warm body.
At the feel of his naked mother pressed to his body, Danny shrugged off his exhaustion, opened his eyes, and sat up on the bed. He pulled off his pajama top, he wanted to feel his mother's naked titties against him. He wanted to touch her nude boobs. He wanted to taste her bare nipples. He WANTED TO FUCK AND EAT HIS MOTHER! He wanted to try it all! Her finger had felt so damn good wiggling up his asshole, he wanted to do it to her, or better yet, eat out her asshole! He'd heard about all the things to do to a woman at school, now he wanted to try it all! He didn't want to blow it though, and since he wasn't too sure of himself, he decided to wait until his mother told him what to do and how to do it.
He turned on his side to face his pretty mother.
She put a warm arm around his neck and pulled him down to kiss her.
Shit, she'd had a mouth full of my cum I don't want to kiss her! If I don't kiss her, maybe she'll not teach me anything. I guess if that's what she wants, I'd better kiss her. He gagged at the thought of kissing her, but he allowed himself to be pulled down to her face.
She took her talented tongue and traced across her son's young mouth. She probed between his lips and separated them. She tongued his teeth. Then she pierced her tongue into her son's innocent mouth and surprised the shit out of him.
"UUUUUMMMMMMM," he managed to moan. He had never Frenched before. This was really spiffy. Her tongue had a faint tinge of cummy smell and taste, but he discovered the flavor added to his pleasure.
Diana took her son's paw of a hand and placed it on her breast.
WOW! THIS IS SUPER! He turned on to the feel of his mother's titties. They were so warm and soft.
"Suck my tongue, baby," Diana pleaded between jabs of her anxious tongue.
Danny tried to concentrate on sucking her tongue, but found it very difficult to do. His mind was on her nipples. She had so many spots of interest to check out that he tingled from head to toe.
Diana guided his young hands to her nipples.
"Far-out, Mom " he said joyfully. He had forgotten her mouth and was now watching her place his hands on her love-buds. He thought he would burst with pleasure. He had a hard-on that was beating at super speed. He wanted to try out his cock in her cunt, just like a man, but how could he tear himself away from such lovely titties? He fingered and pinched her pink nipples.
"ZOWIEEE, MOM, YOUR TITTIES ARE GREAT, BUT I'M GONNA PEE ALL OVER MYSELF, I'M SO EXCITED!"
"Poor baby," Diana felt for his pecker and it was rock hard. "We don't want you to be uncomfy, do we? We better do something with this hard, hard shaft of yours and come back to the boobs later, darling son," she cooed.
She pulled his slim body over onto her sweaty belly.
Oh, God, I'm gonna do it to her! Far out! I'm gonna fuck my mother! She's gonna show me how! I'm gonna screw! I'm gonna ball! I'm gonna fuck, fuck fuck my mother! Danny's guts did a flip.
Diana spread her legs and Danny slipped between them. She reached for his peter and ran it up and down her slimy crack and snubbed it to her hot, fluttering hole. "Push it in, Danny," she commanded.
He was sure he had no cockhead left. It had been sizzled off by her cuntal mouth.
"PUSH IT IN! " she demanded. She wanted to feel his virgin prick plunge into her. She wanted his hardness ramming her. She longed for his sweet cum to flood her cavern. She was charged with electricity. His every touch set off a spark that burst into an electrical jolt through her body. Her arms went around his back clutching him to her naked, sweaty breasts. Her legs encircled his firm ass and pulled him into her.
Danny was sweating. His young body had waited for this moment! He was actually going to fuck. He was going to experience all the heaven he'd heard about! HE WAS GOING TO BALL!
"Shove it in! SHOVE IT IN HARD! GIVE IT TO ME! RAM IT IN!" Diana was clutching at her son's back. "FUCK MOTHER! SHOW ME YOU'RE A MAN ... MORE THAN ANY MAN I'VE EVER KNOWN! FUCK ME, DANNY! FUCK MAMA!"
"Okay, Mama, here's your man child fuckin' the shit out of you," and he plunged his beating cock into paradise. "OOOHHHH, GOD ... Your pussy's hot! Jesus, this is great! HERE'S YOUR SCREW, MAMA, FEEL MY DICK RAMMING YOUR CUNT? How's this ... this ... AND THIS...." He jabbed her dribbling furnace again ... and again ... and again. He felt her vaginal muscles pulling his dick in as far as it could go, and then some. This's heavy. This's the most! Danny's breathing was hot and heavy. He raised up on his hands and slammed his cock into his mother's hole. His balls whacked against her sweat-slick crack. "I'm fuckin' you, Mama! I'm fuckin' you! Is it good? Can you feel it good? I'm fuckin' you!" Danny was wild with his new-found pleasure.
"Oohh, yes, Danny, you're so goooodddd," his mother answered, pitching her crotch to meet his every bang.
"Mama, I'm gonnnaaa cummmmm, I can't help it!" he screamed, humping her like a wild animal.
"CUM, BABY, CUM IN MAMA'S CUNT! SHOOT IT TO ME! SPRAY IT IN THERE! CUM ALL OVER ME! FUCK IT TO ME! SCREW YOUR MAMA!" Diana matched his every cock jab with an upward thrust of her pelvis. She was ready!
Perspiration stood out on Danny's forehead. His body had a thin film of sweat all over it. He slammed it into her hard and shot his nuts off....
"A A A I I I I E E E E , I'MMMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG! " he screamed. His young body shook and reeled. His big boy prick jerked wildly in her spasming vagina. Gushes of boiling jism jetted into his mother's soupy cunt.
"Right with you, baby," Diana squealed. Her body rampaged and thrashed as she shot off her release to mingle with his cum.
"AAAAIIIEEEEE," she cried.
Danny collapsed splat on his mother. "Whew, that was good!"
Diana smiled. "You're a great stud, my boy."
Danny raised up and looked at his mother. "Boy?" he asked.
"Sorry. No, you're a great lover, my MAN."
"You know what, Mom? I screwed for the first time just now! I really did it! I REALLY SCREWED!" Danny gloated his first sex experience to his mother.
"What did you think of it, Danny?" Diana smiled at her sweet son.
"You know, Mom, for years I thought there was nuthin' better than peanut butter ... now I finally found something I like better," he said and laughed.
"You're now a man, honey," Diana said and glowed at her son.
"Can we do it again?" Danny asked anxiously.
"Oh, I think so."
Danny's eyes roved over his mother's naked body. He took in her lush boobs and moved down to look at her wet pussy. "Now that's groovy," he said and moaned. His eyes lingered on her thatch of dark curling pussy hair.
"Go on down and take a look ... closer," Diana urged.
"Can I?" Danny was thrilled. He scooted down to the bottom of the bed.
Diana spread her tanned thighs to expose her super fragrant privates to her son. He had fucked her, but he hadn't seen what he was fucking. Diana tingled anew at the thought of her son creeping up between her sweaty thighs and gazing into her fuck-smelly crotch.
"Do you see mama's hole, dear?" she purred to him.
"Yeah," he said.
"Do you see my asshole, sweets?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said.
"Do you know what a clit is?" she asked her newly broken-in son.
"Naw, what're you talking about?" He raised his head and looked at her.
"A clit, dear, is a woman's love bud. If a man caresses it, fingers it, or tongues it, it sets a woman off into ecstasy. The clit's the magic key to getting it on ... or not."
"You ain't got one. All you got is a hole and an asshole, and a sloppy wet crack." Danny was looking into her heady private property.
"Sweets, you aren't looking in the right place. Also, you aren't looking for another hole. Do you see the tiny protrusion just above my vagina? That's a clit. Touch it!" she demanded.
Danny took one finger and zeroed in on her fluttering clit. "Is that it?"
"OOOOHHHH, yes, that's it, baby," she said, gasping.
Danny was thrilled that he knew what turns a woman on. His fingers pinched and tweaked and flipped her pulsating love-bud. He enjoyed his mother's response to his manipulating.
"OOOoohhhhh, fantastic," Diana cooed and wiggled her hips to his touch. "Danny, move your fingers from the clit and poke into my cunt. Then go from my cunny back up to my clit." Diana was doling out instructions to her son.
Danny was anxious to please. He followed her instructions to a T. He thought it was spiffy to look into his mother's smelling, juicing hole and plunge his fingers deep inside her. "Really far out!" Then he decided now was as good a time as any to wiggle his finger in her asshole like she had done to him. His boyish hands trailed down her slimy crack and found her puckered bung hole. He prodded gently and then forced his finger in her rectum. "God, that's tight, Mom," he said. He wiggled his finger.
Diana was getting hot. She wanted him to eat her box. "Danny, put your tongue to my clit," she commanded.
Danny closed in on her crack. Her fishy pussy smelled a little repulsive, he thought. He was determined to be a good lover, not like that dip-shit she had been out with the night before. He took a good look at her odorous cuntal mouth and took his tongue carefully and tipped her clit and ran his tongue fast down her crack. That's not so bad. Really tastes kinda sexy. I better give her another swipe with my tongue ... not so fast this time though.
Diana was in heaven! Her young son's tongue was caressing her crease. His hot breath was shooting up her craving tunnel. He was doing fine ... just fine.
Danny decided he liked oral sex. He could see what it was doing for his mother and he knew how fantastic it felt when she did it to him. This was super. He continued to flick her tender clit with his young tongue. He took it upon himself to nibble and suck this delectable love-bud. This was a far-out experience.
Diana thought it was great, too. Her hips moved slowly side to side and then up and down. Flashes of heat shot through her body. She grabbed his full head of hair and pushed him down to her tube, "EAT IT! STICK YOUR TONGUE IN ME! SUCK MY CUNT! EAT MY HOLE! EAT! EAT! EAT!" she screamed at her son. She wanted this kid in the worst way. Her tunnel was slippery with juices. His hot saliva coated her slit.
Danny plunged his innocent tongue into his mother's burning fuck tunnel. He whipped it in and out, lapping up all her cunny juices. He concentrated on running his tongue around and around the rim of her cuntal mouth. He was having a super time. Her juices tasted so good.
He even got used to her overpowering womanly smell. She was groovy and he had another hard-on.
Diana was soaring in her own little world. She was flying high on the wings of lust and weird cravings. Her eyes were glazed. Her crotch was pressed into Danny's fresh young face. Her nipples jiggled with her every thrust of her hips. She was wet and succulent between her legs. Her blood ran hot with desire. Anything this sweet young son of hers wanted to do with her anxious body was great with her.
Danny was going to do something as his heavy dong was crying for release. He lacked endurance at this point, but he made up for it by having his prick get hard very soon after each cum. He was young and ready and eager.
Diana smiled at her son in a dazed way, and said, "Are you ready again, honey?"
"Yeah," he moaned between slurps of her vagina.
Diana flipped over on her belly, taking her weeping slit from his mouth.
Danny was right with his mother and approached her back door with his throbbing prick. He knew this hole was a tight one. He wondered if his big rigid tool would fit in it. He hesitated. Maybe his mother didn't mean for him to give her an ass-fuck. Maybe he was supposed to eat it. She knew his dick was hard. She must want an ass-fuck. That would take a little doing. He was burning up. He wanted to get on with something. She must know what she was doing.
"Danny, put your dick to my asshole," Diana commanded.
"Okay. If you want an ass-fuck, I'll give it to you! "
"Easy at first, Son. Mama's hole'll be tighter'n hell. After you get that big beautiful whang inside it, everything'll be all right. Don't ram my asshole though."
Danny snubbed his big cockhead to her anus and gently shoved it in ... in ... in....
Her asshole was tight.
He couldn't wait!
He jabbed his hard dick violently into her tender rectum
"Dannnnyyyyy! " Diana squealed and flinched.
"I'm sorry, Mom, but I couldn't help it. Your ass feels soooo gooood and tight AND HOOOTTTT!!" He humped her ass faster and faster. His big prick more than filled her tight anus. He could feel the silky walls of her tunnel as he whammed it into her sizzling bowels again and again.
Diana's sphincter muscle relaxed once her son's massive cock had penetrated her anus and she relaxed to enjoy his jabs. He feels so bitchin'. All that red-hot fuck meat ramming my ass is far-out. God, he's good! She was rocked and jolted with his every thrust. Her head was turned to the side and her hands clutched at the sheets. She heard him grunt and moan his pleasure at being held tightly in her anus.
"Are you all right?" he asked, gasping for breath and never breaking his prick-punching rhythm.
"Fine, baby. JUST GIVE IT TO ME HARD!" Diana answered.
"I'll give it to you, Mama," he said, humping the hell out of her ass. He picked up speed and jack-hammered his pulsating cock deeper into her hole.
"OOOHHHHH, YOU FEEL GOOD," Diana moaned between thumps.
"MAMA, I'M GONNA CUUUMMMMM," Danny groaned.
"Have at, Son," Diana said.
"MAMA, YOUR ASSHOLE FEELS SOOOO SPIFFY," he said.
"BABY, YOUR HOT, RAMMING COCK'S THE GREATEST! "
"MOOOTHERRRR, I'M CUMMMMIIINNNGGG!!"
Diana felt his hot spurting jism fill her already too-full cavern. She reached down between her legs and separated her labial lips and flicked her bulging, fluttering clit. "OOOHHHHH, MAN, SQUIRT IT TO ME! YOUR JUICY CUM IS SO HOT ... BURNING MY ASS ... BOILING ... I'M CUMMMMIIINNNGGG...." and her vaginal muscles spasmed her release!
Danny collapsed on her back, clutching her shoulders tightly. He kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. "God, Mother, you're one jim-dandy fuck! That was really super!" He was pooped.
Diana was completely happy and contented. She liked the feeling of her son's hot body covering hers. She liked her men on top of her. With a man hovering over her, it made her feel like a helpless woman and the man as super masculine. She liked being weighted down by her sweet son. His body was sweaty hot. He breathed heavily into her ears.
Diana felt drowsy. She wanted to rest for a minute and then take her dear son on again. There were many other positions she wanted to teach him. He still hadn't really given her nipples all the attention they needed. They hadn't tried the classic sixty-nine position yet, either.
This dear boy who had been a virgin up until this morning was now very well broken in. He knew more at the tender age of fourteen about women than a lot of men ever found out. Yes, it was a good idea to show dear Danny how it was done.
Danny squirmed. "It's down, Mom, I'm gonna get off for a minute."
He pulled his shit-streaked cock out of her clutching asshole and the sounds of breaking the suction echoed throughout the room His once proud, tall prick was really shot and dripping of shit and cum. He fell on the bed beside his mother.
Her rectum was oozing the young boy's sweet cum. It dripped out of her asshole and trickled down her sweaty crack to bathe her trembling clit. It felt so damned good.
Typical of a man, Danny was hungry. All his screwin' around had created hunger pangs in his gut. He hopped out of bed and headed for the kitchen to satisfy his appetite.
Diana was glowing. She lay drowsily on the bed, going over every bit of the love her son had given her.
SUDDEN SHOCK AND STARK REALITY HIT HER ASIDE THE HEAD!
WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE? I'VE TAUGHT MY ONCE VIRGIN SON TO FUCK! I LET HIM EXPERIMENT WITH MY BODY! I LET HIM SCREW ME! LET HIM, SHIT! I MADE HIM FUCK ME! I MADE HIM GIVE ME A BLOW-JOB'. I TOLD HIM EXACTLY HOW TO DO IT AND MADE HIM DO IT TO ME! GOOD GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE! I LET MY WILD, EVIL, LUSTFUL DESIRES RULE MY BODY!
Diana buried her dark head in her arms and cried racking sobs ... sobs of shame. HOW TERRIBLE I AM! HOW ROTTEN I AM! I'M A DIRTY COCKSUCKIN' MOTHER. I'VE TAKEN MY OWN SON'S VIRGIN HOOD FROM HIM! I'M A DIRTY, CRAZY, OLD LADY! TERRIBLE! MISERABLE! ROTTEN! FILTHY!
Her belly knotted up and she knew she was going to vomit. She ran to the bathroom and puked.
Her legs were dripping with her cum and that of her young son. Like a mad woman trying to wash away all the dirty, vile, all-consuming lust that contaminated her body, she jumped into the shower and tried to wash away her evil.
The stench of cum and sex was washed away down the drain with the soapy water. Diana could clean the outside of her body, but what about the inside? What about all her depraved thoughts about her son? The wrong she had done would stay with her forever! The evil things she had made her son do to her would haunt her the rest of her life! She was rotten and dirty and vile on the inside! What could she do about that? How could she get rid of her abnormal lust? She cried tears of shame and anguish and frustration.
Why had she given in to her evil desires? If she got horny, she could have called Tony at work. He'd have given her a fine balling. What about her black lover, Bill? She was sure if she'd have given him a call, he'd have trotted over to fuck the hell out of her cunt.
No, she hadn't done either of these things that would have been acceptable. She had taken her horny hole to use on her own sweet son. She had made him screw her! She was so warped in her thinking and now she was taking it all out on her lovely son. She hadn't had to do it ... she couldn't help herself though. All she had felt was an all-consuming lust for her young son's cock and balls.
Now, what the hell'm I going to do with myself? I've at last given in to my evil desires. I could've screwed anyone else ... or the dog ... but I didn't! I FUCKED MY SON! What'll become of me? I'm a crazy lady. Of all the men I could screw and have screwed, why'm I so hung up and nuts about young boys' bodies? Even when that group of young guys had gang-banged her, she had gotten so turned on she had flipped out of her gourd. She'd gone bananas over a deal she should have resented or reported. Now this dumb deal all went to prove she was indeed crazy. She did not react properly to young men. She'd gone beyond her line of control ... she had no control. At least on the gang-banging deal the boys had attacked her initially. With Danny she had started the whole thing and followed through with explicit directions and orders to DO IT!
DIANA FACED THE FACT SHE HAD ONE FUCKED-UP MIND!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Diana was busy making her preparations. She had called her sister to come and stay with Danny while she was away. He was too young to be left alone for any length of time. Diana wasn't sure how long they would keep her in the institution. She knew she had to have help and the only place she could get it was to commit herself for observation.
She had called Tony at work and told him she would be gone for a while. He had been very sweet and said he would save her job for her. He wished her luck even though he didn't know where she was going.
She had told Danny she was going away on an extended vacation. He had readily agreed that she should go. He loved his mother very much and it seemed to him she had been extremely nervous lately and should get away. Besides, Diana's sister was a good-lookin' woman and perhaps he could try out his newly acquired talent of screwing and get at his aunt's pussy. A really neat idea....
Diana drank her coffee down in a couple of gulps. She tapped nervously on her little yellow table. This was a nerve-wracking thing to do. It was her only hope of salvation. She needed to know why she was so crazy for young boys' bodies. Now, if she found out, maybe she could get over it and live a normal life. Maybe she'd be free of her torments. As much as she hated to admit she needed psychiatric help, she knew she had to do this thing. She would come out of the institution a normal person.
She got up and walked to the door to look for her sister. She paced the floor. The sooner she got on her way, the better she would feel. She hated to leave Danny. She hated to leave her lovely mobile home. She didn't want to go ... but she had to.
Rose drove up. She came into the trailer and hugged her sister warmly.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Rose asked.
"Yes, Rose. I've been working too hard and I need a change. I'm fouled up and have been ever since I got my divorce. I'm just going in for observation. I just want to have time to talk to an analyst and perhaps come home a happier person ... a more adjusted person. I do not want Danny to know where I am. You must never tell him!" Diana was flustered and nervously grabbed her handbag and small suitcase. "I'll call you every day and check on things here at home. 'Bye." And Diana shot out the door.
She got into her car and speeded out of the park, never looking back. She couldn't bear the idea of leaving her dear son. Tears stung her eyes. She had picked the time to leave so Danny wouldn't be there when she left or she'd have really cracked up.
Diana parked her car in the rear of the small institution and walked to the office. She explained who she was and that she had come in for observation. She explained that Dr. Brown would be in charge of her case as he was the one that had suggested she come in.
She had to fill out a great number of papers and then go to the institution's doctor for a check-up. She went through the procedure of being admitted and listing all her private articles. Then a nurse aide led her to a room and told her to get out of her clothes and into a gown and robe. Once she had done this, she sat and waited.
This is really great! Here I sit like a bump on a log. I came in here for treatment and all I'm doing is sitting and waiting ... for what? I could be home cleaning house and working for all this place is doing for me. Shit! I really get some ideas that're bummers.
She looked around the bare room. It had two hospital beds in it. It had two chests for clothes. It had two small closets. The floor was highly polished tile The windows were sealed shut and had bars on the outside.
My, this is lovely, Diana thought sarcastically. She glanced at the wrist band that had been put on her upon entry. I'm nothing but a dumb number around here. I'll bet Dr. Brown doesn't even know I'm here yet. He knew I wanted to get started on therapy as soon as possible. I don't want to stay in here forever!
An aide wheeled a patient in to the room. She was about the same age as Diana. The woman was tied into the chair with a band around her waist, carefully concealed by a lap robe. Her arms were tied at the wrists to the wheelchair. The woman was mumbling to herself. When she saw Diana in HER ROOM, she had fits! She shouted all sorts of obscenities at Diana. She told her to get out of her room! The lady owned the whole hotel, she said, and surely another room could be found for Diana. The lady screamed at Diana again to get out!
The aide smiled at Diana. "She'll get over this wildness in a minute. She forgets real fast." The aide set the-patient up at a small table.
"Lunch is on its way. Mrs. Kale here has to be fed so she's to eat in here. We'll feed her after we get all the trays out. If you'd like to, you could go down to the main dining room for your lunch." The aide smiled and patted Mrs. Kale on the shoulder as she led Diana down the hall to the dining room
"Do you have any idea when Dr. Brown'll be in?" Diana asked anxiously.
"No, I don't," the aide answered, and smiled sweetly. She motioned to Diana to take a place in the dining room.
It was a small institution, so people sat at various card tables or TV trays. The patients could sit wherever they wanted to. The aides knew their patients well and who was on what kind of a diet. They brought trays to the various people and whisked down the hall to take care of the feeders. Diana ate her lunch with little zest. The food was good and well balanced, but Diana wanted to talk to her doctor. She glanced around at the other patients. Some were old and some were young. Some were tied with soft restraints to their wheelchairs and some were walking around or ambulatory. Some of the patients could feed themselves and others had to be fed like poor Mrs. Kale, Diana's roommate. Some of the patients had catheters, some had diapers, and some could trot to the pot themselves. There was a lot of conversation among the patients ... mostly griping about the food. The food was good, except Diana wasn't exactly hungry.
A nurse aide flitted into the dining room to check the patients progress. She was a thin young woman and very pretty. No wonder the aides're thin. They sure have their hands full. They run all day long. They have one helluva job taking care of all these poor people. That's one job I could do without! Diana noticed the aides always smiled at the patients and gave them a pat on the shoulder or held a hand here and there for a few seconds. That's a bunch of bull-crap about nurses being bitches! These girls are sweet as can be. They work their butts off trying to please these people. Hell, if I'm here for any length of time, maybe I can help serve meals ... after all, that's what I'm used to at work. Maybe it'd help these gals a little. I'll have to talk to Dr. Brown about it.
Diana retreated to her room after lunch and went to bed for a nap ... to the time of Mrs. Kale's ranting and raving about being intruded upon.
She was awakened by the aide calling her name and shaking her shoulder gently. She sat up, startled. At first she didn't know where she was. Then it all came back to her.
"Dr. Brown would like to see you, dear," said the aide.
Diana hurtled out of bed and followed the aide to the doctor's consultation room.
When she walked in, Dr. Brown smiled warmly at her and asked if she was comfortable and if everything was all right.
Diana nodded and sat down in the heavy leather chair across the desk from the good doctor.
"Now, Diana, you said you had a sex problem you needed help with. You said you had to get away from home to settle this matter. Now will you tell me what's so serious in your mind that you committed yourself to this place for help?" The doctor crossed his arms, leaned back in his swivel chair and looked at her ... waiting.
"I'm divorced...." Diana fumbled for words. She didn't know this doctor too well, but he had been highly recommended to her.
"A lot of people are divorced."
"But ... I uh ... have this problem " she stammered.
The doctor said nothing.
Diana noticed he was a fairly young doctor. He was probably very modern with his ideas. Surely it wouldn't shock him to hear of her lust for young boys. He probably wouldn't even think it was a problem. He'd think so if he had to live in the same trailer with Danny. That was sheer torture.
"For a long time I abstained from having sex ... after the divorce, I mean," Diana continued painfully.
The doctor nodded while he rocked slowly forward and backward in his swivel chair. He clasped his hands in his lap ... just over a heaping bulge.
"Um, anyway, I seem to have developed some rather weird tendencies in the sex line. I never had them before I got divorced...."
"And abstained from sex," the doctor interrupted.
"Yeah."
"Do you know it's not normal to abstain completely from sexual relations? People have a sex drive, you know, and it will be released some way, some time. What's your way? I presume that's why you're here." The doctor was eyeing Diana in a not-too-professional way. He noticed she had full boobs and solid hips. Her legs were pretty good too, he could see by the way her robe fell open at the knee. She was a lot of woman. It would take a lot of man to satisfy her, the doctor knew.
"That's why I'm here," Diana said. "Oh, I like regular sex all right. It's just that I'm a little weird in who I have sex with."
"Do you prefer women? Is that your problem?" Dr. Brown was trying to be helpful. He could see Diana was extremely uneasy. She squirmed a lot.
"No, women aren't my bag." Diana looked into her lap.
"What is your bag?" he asked.
"Young men," she said so softly the doctor could barely hear her.
"Young men, you say?" the doctor wanted to know if he had heard correctly.
Diana nodded.
The doctor chuckled. "I fail to see your problem, my dear. I think it quite normal for a woman to have sex with a young man. I'm a young man myself and I think if you and I should ever have sex, it would be a most gratifying experience."
"You don't understand. I said YOUNG MEN," Diana corrected.
"Do you mean MEN instead of MAN or do you mean YOUNG, YOUNG MEN?" he asked.
"YOUNG, YOUNG MEN, sir," Diana blushed.
"How young?" The doctor leaned forward on his elbows.
"Mere teenagers," Diana said softly.
"I think that would be very flattering to your ego. Do you find it difficult to find bed-partners among the teenage boys?" Maybe this woman's something really terrific. If she gets it on with young boys, they must think she's far-out. I'll admit she isn't bad. Maybe these youngsters've found a great woman here.
"Well, no I don't have much trouble. I have a young son at home."
"I see. He brings his buddies home and they get turned on by his mother."
"No. I get it on with my own son," she said, and burst into tears.
The doctor sat quietly until Diana had regained her composure.
Diana slowly sniffed to control. She had said it! She had told the doctor what her problem was. It was all out in the open. SHE HAD TOLD HIM ABOUT HER INCEST. SHE HAD TOLD HIM SHE GOT IT ON WITH HER OWN SON!
The doctor handed her a tissue.
"You say you and your son make love?" he asked.
Diana nodded.
"Have you done it with any other young boys to spur you on?"
Diana tearfully related the tale of her gang-banging. She felt more at ease with the doctor now. She told him how she'd gone bananas and LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF BEING GANG-BANGED! She was careful not to tell him the names of the boys. She said she didn't know who they were.
"Fascinating," the doctor remarked.
Diana continued to tell him how she'd bled and was out of her head with lust when she should have been furious ... or at least upset.
"Had you and your son been lovers before your gang-banging?"
"Well, sort of. Oh, he was a virgin until a couple of days ago. I'd felt of his organ once when he was hurt. Then because he was looking at me so funny, one time, and because I had all these lewd thoughts, I thought I'd better get him and me over such nonsense. I gave him a blow-job in the hopes that'd cure us both. It didn't. I tried going with men for my satisfaction."
"Did you have orgasms with the men?"
"Oh, yes! My boss's a fantastic lover. Then there's this black man that got it on with me. He was terrific! I only had trouble with one guy, and his wife caught us. He was in too much of a hurry for me to get excited."
"Maybe he was in too much of a hurry because he was trying to avoid being caught. Perhaps under more favorable conditions, this man would be a very satisfactory lover."
Diana hoped the doctor was right. Jim was such a perfect man. Maybe if she hadn't put him down so badly, he'd have called back and they could have had a more lasting relationship.
"Anyway, these men are not my problem. Doctor."
"No, but they may be part of the cure. You can have perfectly happy and satisfying sex with men, can't you?"
Diana nodded.
"Then perhaps this business of getting it on with your own son is merely because he's around when you need him Could this be it?" The doctor was genuinely interested in this pretty lady's problem.
"I don't think so. You see. I can get it on with all these other guys by dialing a phone and asking them to come over, but I don't. I'd rather have my son. I'm just a terrible person!" Diana started to cry again.
"None of this entered your life when you were married? You didn't crave your son's penis when your husband was around?"
Diana shook her head. She wiped her runny nose. Danny was a child when Steve had been around. "No, I just recently noticed my son was growing up," she sniffed.
"Do you work?" the doctor asked.
"Yes, I'm a waitress."
"Do you meet any men in your work?"
"Yes, all kinds of men."
"And you have other problems?"
"Yes, I have a stack of them. The money never goes far enough, I must maintain a house and manage my son, and no matter what comes up, I have to handle it myself ... with no husband around it's a problem when something has to be fixed or the car doesn't run and no sex available. I have lots of things to think about." Diana sniffed and wiped her nose on the wilted tissue. "I have no one to talk to about my everyday problems, no one to lean on."
The doctor gave her another tissue.
"What about these men you meet? Have you ever thought of getting married again? Maybe some nice fellow'll help you with your problems."
"I can't marry. About the time I got married he'd come home and find me in bed with my son. I couldn't bear to hurt someone like that. I have to solve my problem first ... then perhaps think of marrying. It's not all that simple to find a man that wants to step into a ready made family and assume responsibilities. Most of them're on the prowl and want to see how many women they can rack up before they burn out."
"I think, my dear, most of your problem is that you want a husband around and a father figure. Someone that's strong and will take care of you and your son. I think you've been under a lot of stress and strain. I think you're too tired after a day of working and maintaining a house to go looking for sex, and therefore, since your young son is handy at home, you get carried away with him. Could this be right?" The young doctor came around his desk and sat on the edge of it, looking at Diana.
"Possibly you are right." Diana couldn't help seeing that his pants had a fantastic bulge in them. After all, his crotch was at eye level and definitely protruding.
The doctor was aware that she was eyeing his privates. He adjusted his position so that his tenting pants stuck out more and looked more appealing to her feasting eyes. "Then you can have orgasms with adult men?"
"Oh, yes. I have no problem." She tried to pull her gaze away from his beautiful, cock-bursting pants.
"I think I'd better give you a pelvic examination to check and see if you healed correctly after that rough gang-banging. When I establish in my mind that nothing is organically wrong with your pelvic area, we can talk more about your mental and emotional problems." He was more than anxious to check out her vagina and see how she was built. She must be pretty neat or the young guys wouldn't bother her. He wasn't so old himself. He kinda liked her, too. He hadn't known her for very long, but he liked what he saw. He was a busy doctor and didn't have a lot of time to chase after pieces of tail. He was also all alone. Maybe he could establish a relationship here at the hospital and continue it long after her dismissal. Never hurt a thing to have friends and lovers available.
"Diana, would you please take your clothes off and climb up on the examining table over there? There's a sheet you can cover up with." The cool doctor could feel his not-so-cool prick pounding. Would he never get over the thrill of examining a pretty young woman's cunt?
Diana got up nervously and walked over to the examining table.
The doctor sat at his desk watching her.
Diana turned her back to the doctor and slowly slipped her robe off and let it fall to the floor. Her good figure was silhouetted through the film of her nightie.
The doctor put his hands to his crotch and tried to hide his urgent pounding ... pounding ... pounding against the fly of his pants. He saw that she had solid flanks and a slim waist. Her legs were shapely. The whiteness of her butt and a line across her back from her bathing suit bra made it appear as though she had white undies on. The rest of her was well tanned.
Diana slipped the frail nightie up ... up ... revealing first her bare white ass, then her tanned back, then her smooth shoulders, then her shag hair. She dropped the nightie to the floor on top of her robe. She stood naked with her back to the doctor.
Not bad! She looks good from here. I'll bet those full boobs and dark snatch look really great, too. I wouldn't mind banging her rear a good one. I'd like to plow the old cock to her asshole right now. His thick prick was pushing against his belt as if to say, "Let me out of here and at that fat little ass."
Diana walked to the end of the examining table and put her ass on the end of it.
Right then the good doctor had a beautiful profile of her body. He saw her jutting titties, her flat belly and her snatch of dark pubic hair. Far-out!
Diana slid back on the table and unfolded the sheet and tossed it across her nude body. All her movements made her breasts jiggle enticingly.
When she was properly covered, the strictly professional man made his way to her feet while adjusting his vibrating whang to a most conspicuous position.
Diana noticed his most uncomfortable condition and longed to relieve him ... but that wouldn't be right! He was a doctor. Well, doctors get horny too. No, I'll maintain my cool. I don't want to get into any more trouble than I'm already in. If I react wrong while he's examining me, he'll lock .me up and throw away the key!
The doctor washed his hands at the tiny sink in the corner and returned to her. His hands were shaking a little. He had seen enough of her body to thoroughly excite him. He loved giving pelvic exams, but always afterward had to go to the men's room and jack off. Now he slowly lifted the sheet up over her knees as though unveiling a masterpiece. He sucked in his breath and shivered. She was built! He'd really have to jack off this time if he was lucky enough not to cum in his pants before he got done with the exam.
Diana was holding her breath and hoping to hell she didn't have an orgasm while this young doctor was poking around.
The doctor took his highly trained hands and separated her pink folds of labial lips. Heavy! He was eager to penetrate her bottom with his beating whang. Instead he took his fingers and prodded at her delicate cuntal mouth. Very soft and truly delectable. He stuck his two fingers deep inside her vagina and felt around, wiggling them slightly. His thumb accidentally on purpose rested on her clit.
Shit! That's all I needed! Goddamn, I've never met anyone with such far-out finger work. I'm getting finger banged by my doctor and if he keeps this crap up, I'm gonna cum all over his hand. He feels so warm and so good. Of course he'd know exactly what to do to get me all steamed up. He knows how women are built. He knows what turns them on. Then he knows damn good and well, with his finger in my clit, that I'm gonna react! That sonofabitch!
Then automatically and uncontrollably her hips moved against his fingers. She felt so good. His hand felt so good. His hands were well trained and exotic. His movements were slow and deliberate. She was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing to her.
His thumb gently caressed and flicked her fluttering clit. His fingers softly pushed in and retracted from her clutching vagina. The other hand reached for her asshole and fingers penetrated into her tight hole. He worked both holes together to give her full benefit of being plunged full and then suddenly empty ... crying for more.
Diana lost control. She moved her crotch to him, reaching for his soft hands that gave so much pleasure. Her hips picked up speed and gyrated in big whirl-pooling circles. Her tunnel was well lubricated with the oils of her growing passion.
Dr. Brown was aware of the fact he wasn't wearing gloves for this examination. He could be busted clear out of his job for such an act, but he could see Diana was enjoying herself too much to report such a thing to anybody. He continued his work on her holes. He was bursting with the urge to sock it to her. Let her have her first cum and then perhaps he'd stick it in. His pole was aching. In his opinion as a man and a doctor, this female was reacting beautifully to his actions. What the hell was her problem? He punched more rapidly now. His thumb flitted across, up and down, and zig-zagged across her clit more furiously. His fingers filled her holes rapidly and left her feeling drained ... and plunged again ... again ... again. He was working up quite a sweat himself. He watched his fingers disappear inside her cunt and asshole and then appear again. He was covered with her sweet juices. He could smell her powerful womanly odors. They filled his nostrils and brain. He longed to drop his pants. No, he couldn't break his rhythm now. She was too near her climax. He worked his hands rapidly.
Diana's tussled head rolled from side to side. Her tubes were on fire with desire. Her blood ran hot! She tingled. Her clit throbbed. She pitched her hips into his hands. Faster and faster she thrust up to him.
''Doctor, I'mmmm gonnnnaaaa cuuummmmm...." she whined.
The doctor was grunting and moaning as he put his full weight behind the thrusts of his hands. Beads of perspiration stood out on his forehead. "Cum, baby, cum all over my hands. Cum, Diana. Shoot it out here to me!"
Diana gyrated madly, her titties jiggling wildly. She groaned. "AAAHHHHIIII, I'MMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG...." She held her hips high against the young doctor's hands as he pushed his cock deep into her and held her fast.
He could feel her vaginal muscles clutch and release, clutch and release his wet and soggy fingers. Her juices drenched his fingers and oozed onto his hands. His own painful penis was screaming for release ... the same pleasure she had just had!
"OOOOMMMPPPHHH," she sighed as her hips fell back down on the examination table with a thud. She was instantly ashamed of herself for enjoying herself so much with the doctor. She told him so.
"Your problem young lady, is that you have a hang up about letting yourself go and admitting you enjoy sex with anybody and everybody. You are just plain stupid! If you like it, why the hell do you give yourself a mental beating every time you get with it? If you dig it, you dig it! What the hell's so bad about that?" The doctor lost all his cool.
"I'm a doctor. I could lose my license for what I just did to you. You know that? I don't give a damn 'cause I had a ball! I dig sex anyway, anyhow, any place. You've got one fine fuckin' hole. I dig it! You react far-out! I dig that too! You're one helluva groovy chick! It may sound very unethical to you, but do you know what I want now? Well, I'll tell you! I want you to give me a blow-job! Then I want to screw the fuckin' shit out of you! Understand me when I say, you've got a delicious hole there and I want to eat it, to screw it, to fuck it, to suck it! Lady, there isn't a thing wrong with you that you and I couldn't fix if we worked at it together!" The doctor was panting. He quickly undid his pants and stepped out of them. He stripped out of his shirt and moved his body up and over Diana's in a sixty-nine position and began greedily sucking out her streaming fuck hole.
Diana grasped his heavy rod and gulped it in and sucked with abandonment on his bulging, rigid flesh. She needed his cum She tongued the tip of his cockhead and stuck her eager tongue into his tiny love-eye, searching for cum ... sticky cum ... hot cum ... She lathered his lovely penis with saliva and tongued up and down the long length of his prong. She nibbled at his balls. She kissed his prickhead and sucked it in deeply.
"Great, lady," he managed between scarfing up her cum and lapping and licking her pussy juices. He tongued her slit from clit to asshole and allowed his face to become coated with her warm liquids. He lapped and sucked her clit. He dug it all right. HE LOVED TO EAT HER CUNT. HE LOVED HER SMELL! HE LOVED HER TASTE!
"I'mmmm gonnnnaaaa cummmm...." He snorted into her boiling vagina, sending his hot breath shooting up her tube.
Diana didn't answer him. She was too busy gobbling up the best piece of meat she'd ever tasted.
His cum jetted into her mouth, jolt after jolt.
"AAAAIIIIEEEE," he said, muffled by her labial lips over his nose and mouth. His body jerked and humped her mouth violently. "Jeeeesus," he moaned and his body crumpled onto her sweat-slick belly.
"Tongue me just a little more! Tongue fuck me! Push it up in me! Give it to me! Lick me! Suck me! Fuck me! Tongue it ... Tongue it! That's it, baby, ooooouuuuuhhhhhh, I'm Cummmmiiinnnggg again!" Diana squealed her delight. She gushed and flooded him again. Her cuntal mouth flowed with her delicious cum and he ate it up!
Both being well spent temporarily, the doctor climbed off his pretty patient. He sat naked at his desk and lit a cigarette. Diana came over to the heavy leather chair and sat nude before the doctor. She crossed her legs gracefully. The doctor thought she sat provocatively. With her legs crossed, only a small thatch of pubic hair curled to his view. It made the unseeable more desirable. Her nipples were rigid and sat like tiny rose buds high on mounds of soft, smooth flesh. She was some woman!
Diana thought he was some man! He was not heavily built nor was he a frail build. He was somewhere in the middle. Being a professional man and not a brick layer, he was not bulging with muscles. His skin was white and smooth and untanned or weather-beaten. His hair was blondish and his eyes were a soft brown. He had a very sympathetic face and his hands were out of this world! They were soft and tender. His hands were extremely sensitive and skilled in their procedures. His chest was well proportioned but not extremely muscular. It was covered with a great deal of curling blond hair. His good-sized chest narrowed to a slim waist and just below that ... HEAVEN! He had a majestic prick! His balls were beautiful! The curling blond hair that surrounded his privates was like a gold frame for some great work of art! His legs were long and slender. He was a fine specimen of manhood. His technique was one of gentleness. He was much like Diana in his sex desires. He got turned on by the NOT TO BE HAD people in his life. After all, how many doctors take to tongue-fucking their patients? Just about as many as mothers that get it on with their sons. They both had wandering and illegal lusts. This was a case of the blind leading the blind.
"Well, Doctor, did I heal all right?" Diana asked, and smiled.
"Diana, as far as I can tell, you're in fine shape ... in more ways than one." He winked at her.
"Now, for my problem...." she urged.
"I don't think you have a very serious problem, my dear, but you cause me definite problems," and he looked at his poor, limp, spent dick.
Diana smiled at the lovely prick that she had just sucked off and smiled. He had a great whang!
"I think, my dear, with a few more treatments like the one we had today, maybe we'll both be in better condition. How do you feel? Did you have good cums?" He was hopeful about this. It would also insure his ability as a man if she was well satisfied.
"I feel great, Doctor. Your treatment was just what I needed." Diana made him feel like a He-Man.
The next day Diana reported to therapy at the same time. The doctor was waiting for her naked in his big chair behind his massive desk.
Diana came in and, without a word, dropped her robe at her feet. She wore no gown under it this day. She stood eagerly before her counselor.
He walked to her and took her warm body in his arms and kissed her long and wetly. He felt her arms go around his eager body and her hands clutch at his ass. He felt himself pulled up against her flat belly and snatch. This's the ideal patient. She's really far-out. This's one gal I'd like to go home to every night and fuck until dawn. She's pretty and warm and definitely responsive! She's okay in my book.
His hands wandered freely over her titties and nipples. His every gesture brought very fine results from Diana. He had always thought he was a good lover, but this woman made him feel like the God of Love. No matter what he did to her, she loved it! His hands slipped to her round ass and pulled her closer to him. He maneuvered his well-hung cock between her legs and pushed it around, searching for home. He jabbed at her crotch and felt her slippery crack absorb his rigid muscle.
"Hey, patient, how's about getting down on all fours and I'll dog it to you?" He smiled tenderly at her.
Diana was anxious to please, and besides she loved a good ass-fuck. She got down on all fours and pointed her round ass up to the doctor's greedy eyes. Her titties swung loose. She was ready for this young man to take her. She sparkled with anticipation.
The doctor got down between her knees and took his wonderful hands and separated her ass crack. He looked at her puckered little asshole and his mouth watered. Before he rammed it to her, he had to taste that ass. He lowered his head and put his face between her buns. He kissed her flanks and slowly worked his way closer and closer to her anus. Her skin was like velvet to his. full lips. He tongued her ass crack and darted to her button. He kissed her anus and covered it with his spit. He buried his face in her ass.
Diana shook and shivered. This man was slow and deliberate in his every action. He gave his every action time to sink in to her body and mind. Her body responded to his every touch. His touch was like a jolt of electricity. She quivered when he ran his tongue into her asshole. He wiggled the tip of his tongue inside her and sent bolts of electrical charges hurtling through her body. She felt weak. She perspired.
He withdrew his tongue and snubbed his purplish knob to her opening. He pushed it into her spit-wet rectum past her sphincter muscle and waited for her clenching ass to relax. Then he began a slow pace of ass-fucking. Gradually he built up speed as her reactions demanded.
"Fuck it to me, FUCK IT TO ME!" she demanded.
He pumped her faster.
"I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME FASTER!"
His hips pounded his heavy prick into her. His hands went around her hips to find her front crack. He slipped his talented fingers into her slippery slit and his forefinger tweaked wildly at her clit.
"Oooohhhh, I like it! I like it! Do it some more!" she pleaded.
His fingers slid down to her weeping cuntal mouth. He forced his fingers into and up her fluttering tunnel.
"GREEEAAATTT GOOODD! THAT'S FANNNNTASTIC! I LOVE ASS-FUCKIN' AND I LOVE FINGER-BANGING! I LOVE YOUR TOUCH! SCREW IT IN MY ASS, TIGHT! SCREW IT IN HARD AND FAST! ASS-FUCK!" she was reaching her peak. Her juices were flooding his fingers. Her asshole was jammed full of hard cock. Her torrid tube was full of fingers. Her body was full of heat ... HEAT!
He banged his dick into her hot ass. His hairy balls hit her crack with a smack.
His delicate and sensitive fingers worked her cunt and at the same time caressed his blood-filled shaft ramming her from the rear. "I'MMM GONNA CUMMMM, DIANA," he grunted. He continued to hump her madly.
Her breasts were swinging freely in the air as he jarred her body with every thrust of his cock. She was ready. He did a fine job of priming her pelvic area for a fuck. "CUM, BABY! SQUIRT ME FULL! RIDE THE WAVES OF YOUR OWN CUM. LET ME HAVE IT! FUCK! FUCK!"
"OHHHH, I'MMMM CUMMMIIINNNGGG," and his dick did a wild dance in her rectal tunnel. It jerked and shot and gushed and filled her with torrid semen.
''AAAHHHHH, THAT'S GOOOODDD ... ,'CUZ I'M RIGHT WITH YOUUUUU." Diana squirmed her orgasm and backed her butt as far into his pelvic region as she could. She wanted every bit of his jism and she wanted to drench his fingers to overflowing with her own cum.
It was a good cum for both of them, they decided, sitting on the floor naked together. The doctor was licking her cum from his fingers, savoring every delicious drop of woman-juice.
The next day Diana was early for her therapy. Her crotch tingled with anticipation of what the doctor would try out next. She was dripping down her thighs when she entered his private office. As usual he was waiting for her with his hard cock peeking up over the top of his desk.
"You know, Dr. Brown, you have a marvelous-looking cockhead peeking at me," Diana said.
Dr. Brown smiled at her. He had grown very fond of this woman during their times together. She made him feel really secure as a man. "Don't you think it's about time you called me Paul ... at least in private?"
Diana nodded.
"My darling," he said as he came around the desk with cock held high and balls swinging. "I've been anxiously awaiting for this time to roll around. I look forward to your appointment so much. You do more for me than I do for you."
They melted into each others arms and their bodies were seared together by their mutual urgency. The doctor held her close and they sank to their knees and laid back on the plush carpeting.
"Oh, honey," she moaned as he kissed her rigid nipples.
He kissed and tongued down her belly and nuzzled into her curling pubic hair. He nipped playfully at her nest. His hot breath sizzled down her fuck crack.
"Wow! That's far out!" she moaned.
His throbbing cock was beating its urgency against her leg.
She was ready for him. She had been ready a long time ago. Her arms reached for him He came to her and she felt his peter probe into her torrid hole. She felt his pole stab deep within her to her very guts. Immediately her hips swung into action. Her vaginal muscles sucked him up. Her arms held him close to her titties.
He slammed into her with all the fury of an untamed horse. He grunted home. He humped her madly.
"Sock it to me!" she squealed, "I'll sock it to you, Chick!" and he whammed her hole with all his force.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! I want you! I need you! Slam it in there! Stick it to me! Fuck me! Fuck it to me!" Diana whirled her hips and met his every thrust.
The excitement of being in her boiling furnace thrilled him! His heart pounded! His cock was rampaging and bulging as it penetrated time after time.
They reached their orgasm at the same time.
"A A A A I I I I E E E EE I'MMMM CUMMMMIIINNNGGG," he roared.
"EEEEIIIIAAAA," she moaned.
When they had both sufficiently recovered, Dr. Brown announced from his position on the floor, "Diana, I'm going to send you home ... CURED."
"Do you think I really am cured?" she asked happily.
"Babe, you respond fantastically to men. You haven't got a problem. Of course, I'll have to stop by your place daily and continue to give you therapy," he said and winked.
"Oh, Paul," she shrieked, and grabbed him and hugged him happily.
That afternoon Diana went home.
CHAPTER NINE
Diana's treatments continued daily at home. She and Dr. Paul Brown tried sex in every conceivable position. She was so busy cumming and cleaning up after her cum that she didn't think about Danny ... well not in that capacity anyway. She was happy and contented. Paul was fifteen years her junior but he wasn't a teenager. He was old enough to mess around with.
Diana looked forward to his daily visits. He stayed longer and longer each time. Gradually it worked into dinner and cuddled-up television watching. At last Diana had found a man she could depend on. This man was available for sex every day. He was a dinner companion every night. He was a television companion during the evenings and on into the night. They had after dinner drinks together and talked of all the little things that happened during the day. She had someone to share her life with. She was happy. The only thing wrong with the whole situation was he would never stay all night. She had never been able to wake up in the morning in his arms, but it was close enough to having a husband that she decided to keep it the way it was and not push for anything more. She was falling in love with Paul and she was sure he was in love with her. Time would tell. If things worked the way she hoped, they would be living together soon.
Paul was in love with Diana, too. He enjoyed her wild reactions to his love making. He thought she was pretty and he liked her company. He had thought about marrying her, but not too seriously.
Time passed and their relationship blossomed still more. It was October. As a matter-of-fact it was Halloween. This afternoon Paul came over and fell into a chair in Diana's living room.
"Tough day, baby?" Diana asked, handing him a drink.
Paul nodded and reached for her hand.
She sank to the floor at his feet. I love this man. I'm so sorry he worked so hard. A doctor has to put in long hours and be on call for his patients at all times. He's so sweet. He comes over here every day to give me my treatment. He knows I love his screwing. He's a dear man.
"Honey, if you're so tired, why don't you grab a nap in my bed? I'll fix us something tasty for dinner. We can have some drinks while Danny and his buddies are out for the evening and catch up on my treatment later tonight. I hate to have my baby so tired." Diana patted him on the thigh.
"You're an angel, do you know that?" he said, and smiled at her. He tipped his glass up to finish his drink and rose to go into the bedroom he had grown to know so well. "If I didn't have all my hang-ups, I might even ask you to marry me someday." He chuckled.
"What hang-ups do you have? You're so near to perfect you couldn't possibly have anything wrong with you. Why don't you ask me to marry you and see what happens?" She put her arms around Paul's neck and kissed him gently on the mouth.
"Oh, Diana, I don't want to bother you with my problems." He squirmed uneasily. "Besides, starting tomorrow I can't spend so much time with you. I love you very much, but being a doctor makes certain demands on me. I have a special patient that's going to be released from the same institution you were in. She's going to require some house calls and special attention from me. You know how it is." He shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
Diana sank to the chair. "What kind of 'special help' is she going to require?" She gulped and her heart pounded as she waited for him to answer. She hoped she was his only special patient.
Paul paced her small living room He was upset. He clenched his fists and released them. "I guess I might as well tell you about my special problem." He hesitated. He sat on the couch facing Diana. "You know I love you. That's a fact! I think you're the dearest person on the face of this earth. I can't help it, though, if I get carried away and emotionally involved with some of my patients. This other patient is going to need my special attention for a while. After her, there'll be other patients. I always get involved with these women. With you it's different. I love you, but ... "he couldn't go on.
"You mean my treatments are going to stop?" Diana asked.
"No, NO! You're not only my patient, you're my lover. It's just that more of my time'll be occupied with consultations and special care problems. It's going to cut down on our time together."
"Paul, I never thought I'd suggest such a thing to you, but I'm going to. I love you so very much. I didn't think I could ever love a man again, but you've changed my whole outlook on life. I need you! When you aren't with me, I think about you every minute. I cherish the moments we have together like precious jewels. If you're going to have other out patients, have you ever thought of spending some nights here with me? I know I sound terribly blunt about a shack job, but we could be together all night ... maybe if you liked the arrangement, all night ... every night." Diana was shocked at her own words.
"You know I've never stayed all night with you."
"I know." She felt embarrassed now about asking him to stay.
"Diana, I don't want any ties." He said this very bluntly.
"Oh ... but you said you might ask me to marry you sometime," she protested.
"I said I might ask you to marry me IF I DIDN'T HAVE SO MANY HANG UPS," he corrected.
"That's one of your hang-ups? Ties?" she asked disappointedly.
"That's one of them," he said flatly.
"What's another?" she asked. She was irritated and disappointed. She thought she had her a permanent man here.
"Not important," he said, dodging her question.
"I think it is. I told you all my weird problems. Why can't you share what's bothering you? Maybe I could help." Diana would help him if she possibly could. She did not want to lose her man.
"When you told me your problems, you were a committed patient. I haven't got to that point yet."
"Are you trying to put me down? You're doing one fine job of making me feel bad."
"No, honey, I wouldn't put you down. I know you committed yourself so I could help you. There's nothing wrong with needing help. At one time or another, everybody needs help. I just said I haven't reached that point ... yet!" He went to her and put his loving arms around her soft body.
Diana cried. She didn't want to lose this man she loved so much.
"It's just that I could never be true to you, Diana. I love you and all that, but it's not in me to be loyal to anyone for very long. Do you understand what I mean?" He hugged her close to him.
Diana shook her head.
Paul was quiet for a minute. Then he forced himself to go on. "Diana, I have another hang-up. I can not give a woman a pelvic exam without getting a hard-on. When I get a hard-on, I know I have to possess her whole body! I have to give her a fuck or two. I can't help myself! I know a doctor's supposed to be interested in medical facts. Well, I am, but I'm also interested in how soon I can stick it to her." He couldn't look at Diana. He held her so close she couldn't see the shame on his face.
Diana said nothing. Her whole body felt drained with disillusionment. She thought she had a loyal lover.
"Now do you see why I could never ask you to marry me? Could you live with me knowing I had to screw every woman patient I had?" He felt terrible at having told her. He felt his body quiver. His hands shook. He was truly upset.
"Then I was just another conquest to satisfy your hungry lust." Diana was fuming. She pulled away from Paul.
"At first you were, but then I fell in love with you. You're special now. I love you very much. I haven't screwed another patient since I took you on. This new patient now has me turned on. I've gotta get in her pants! I can't help it, Diana. Maybe you won't want me to ever come back after what I've told you." He held his breath, waiting for her answer.
Diana thought for a minute.
"Paul, you cured me of all my lewd lusts for young boys. Did it ever occur to you that I may be able to cure you of your desires to screw your lady patients? Perhaps if we fucked more than we're doing now, and you got completely limp before giving a pelvic, you couldn't get it up if you wanted to." A gleam of hope shined from her soft brown eyes.
"It might work ... let's think about it for a while. I love you so much, Diana, that I'd try anything. I'd like to be free of this abnormal craving more than anything else in my life. If I keep going like I am, I'm not only going to lose the woman I love, but I'm going to lose my license to practice medicine, too. My life'd be over!"
"We can't let that happen, Paul. You mean too much to me to see you go down the drain. Well work this thing out together." She went into his arms and melted there. She accepted his kiss and sucked his tongue for more.
"Honey, can we talk later? I honest to God, am so damned pooped I can't see straight." His eyes were heavy with fatigue.
"Yes, angel. Remember, Paul, I love you very much." She kissed him affectionately and let him go down the hall to her bed.
She went to the kitchen and started to prepare stuffed pork chops. She was thankful for the shorter days now. With no more daylight saving time, it was dark by a little after five. The only thing wrong with that was Danny was out after dark on his bike, delivering papers. That always worried her. Tonight after his paper route, he and Mike were going to eat dinner and go with a group of boy friends to trick-or-treat or to the school carnival or to the boys club for a party. All in all he would be very busy, which would allow her to talk to Paul further about his problem.
Diana had never thought of a doctor having problems. Somehow she had always thought of them as being people to go to when she had a problem. She had always thought of Paul as being a very strong person ... someone she could lean on ... someone she could tell her problems to ... someone super-human. Now she found that he had problems just like everyone else. She didn't think she could live with a man that screwed all the women he came in contact with. She had overcome her abnormal lusts, maybe he could too. She couldn't think of her dearly beloved Paul screwing the shit out of some other woman. The very thought nauseated her. She was too much in love with him to share him with other women. They would talk about the whole situation when he woke up. There had to be an answer to this. She had been so happy with him until tonight.
Diana had everything in the oven when the front door opened.
"Hey, Mom, I'm home," Danny announced.
Diana walked into the living room ... and it was swamped with young boys! DANNY WAS THERE! MIKE WAS THERE! MOST OF THE BOYS THAT HAD GANG-BANGED HER WERE THERE!
Diana was shocked! She clutched her pink robe about her body. She had dressed in her robe expecting her usual treatment from Paul. She hadn't changed when he went in to take a nap because she knew he'd bang hell out of her as soon as he had rested up. Here she stood in her robe without a stitch on underneath it and ... HER LIVING ROOM WAS FULL OF YOUNG BOYS! YOUNG COCKS! YOUNG PRICKS! HARD YOUNG FUCK MUSCLES!
Shit! Here I go again! If I'm cured, why's my heart pounding so? Why's my crack wet like it was struck with a bolt of lightning? I couldn't have juiced up any faster if I'd tried! Sonofabitch!
"Mom, the guys and I're going out for a hot dog at the school carnival. Then we'll mess around for a while ... so you don't have to fix anything for me to eat." Danny stood facing his mother.
"You can fix something for me to eat if you want to," one of the rapers said sarcastically.
Diana was flabbergasted! She said nothing. She was awed!
"What do ya s'pose she's got that's good to eat?" some smart ass put in.
"I know what she's got that's goooood to eat," another snickered.
Diana forgot all her treatments. She forgot all about Paul. She forgot her rehabilitation program. All she knew was HER LIVING ROOM WAS FULL OF EAGER PETERS! ANXIOUS POKERS! HOT SHAFTS! RIGID WHANGS! SHE HAD A ROOM FULL OF LITTLE BOY COCK!
IT WAS ALL BACK ... THE LUST ... THE WICKEDNESS ... THE LEWD DESIRES!
Diana's body shook! She quivered! Shots of heat filled her fevered body! Her mouth watered! She licked her lips in wild anticipation! Her cunt was boiling! Her vaginal muscles tightened! Her clit fluttered! SHE WAS SO HOT SHE WAS GOING TO BLOW HER EVER-LOVIN' MIND!
"Look at her! She's hot to trot and we haven't even touched her," one guy remarked.
THIS'S HEAVEN! GLORIOUS! This's what I've been missing! Oh, baby, am I gonna fuck tonight! I'M GONNA FUCK AND SCREW AND FUCK AND SCREW ... WOW, THIS IS FANTASTIC!
"Let's give her a balling like before. She loved it!" one guy said.
"Mom?" Danny looked at his mother questioningly.
She had a glazed look of film across her eyes. She was spaced! "It's all right, Danny, I'll give you first choice. You're my son and have special privileges." Diana was very matter-of-fact about the whole thing.
The boys stood watching as Diana slowly unzipped her robe. She slipped it back off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She stood naked before the group of young boys. Their eyes nearly bugged out! Their pants bulged! They filled their eyes with her nudity. Her jutting tits invited eager mouths. Her olive nipples perched high and majestically urged sucking. Her dark curling pussy beckoned to all the hard young boy pricks.
There was a mad flourish of unzipping pants and stripping off of shirts. Shoes and socks flew in all directions.
"How absolutely lovely," Diana marveled as she strolled among the naked boys admiring all the hard young cocks. "I've never seen such an abundance of well-hung dongs. You're all beautiful! I do hope you all understand that Danny gets first choice of what he wants, a fuckin' or a suckin' or an ass-screw. He is my dear son. I love him very much. You're all such sweet young fellows that you'll have to decide amongst yourselves who comes first and what you want. I couldn't decide which great whang I'd want first! You all look so damned good!" She flicked the tip of one cock as she walked, swinging her round ass, through the crowd of hot youngsters.
She stood directly in front of Danny, her sweet son, with her hands on her hips. "What way do you want it, honey? Mama aims to please."
"I want to fuck you, Mama," Danny said in a dazed condition. He knew his mother liked sex, but this was a super-fantastic idea. She was great to take on all his buddies the same night. He wondered how she'd do it.
"IF MY BABY WANTS A FUCK, THEN HE SHALL HAVE A REALLY FAR-OUT, SUPER DELICIOUS FUCK! " Diana announced.
She laid down on the floor in the middle of the boys. She spread her thighs wide apart. Her vagina peeked out of her slippery crack and winked at each and every boy there. Her belly was flat which accented the round mounds of flesh capped by love buds. She held her arms up to her son in a pleading manner.
He crawled between her tanned thighs and snubbed his blood-filled cock-knob to her cuntal mouth.
"No priming needed, Son, just ram it in hard and quick," she said.
He punched his rigid boy flesh into her sizzling woman tunnel. He jabbed it back and forth at a rapid pace. He jack-hammered her spasming tube. She matched his every beat with a lunge of her hips. His chest was high off hers to avoid hiding his magnificent prick as it plunged in and out, in and out of her furnace. All the guys could see his every thrust.
Diana's head rolled and tossed wildly on the floor. Her arms were out at her side in a completely submissive gesture. Her boobs jiggled with every jolt he pounded home. "OOOHHH, MAMA'S GETTING A FUCK! MAMA'S GETTING A HELLOVA FUCK FROM HER SON! MAMA'S GETTING JABBED! MAMA'S GETTING BANGED BY A BEAUTIFUL COCK! OH. MY DEAR SON ... FUCK ME GOOD ... FUCK ME HARD ... FUCK ME LONNNNGGGGG ... I'MMM GONNNNAAA CUMMMMM, DANNYYYY, FUCK MAMA. I'MMMM CUMMMIIINNNGGG!" Diana squealed her delight.
Danny's rampaging cock speared into her tube one more time and ... "AAAIIIIEEEE! RIGHT WITH YOU, MAMA, I'MMMM CUMMMIINNG." His body jerked and spasmed. His hot sticky cum shot home with a powerful stream.
His sweaty body was pulled off his mother and cock in cunt parted with a loud sound of juicy suction-breaking.
"It's party time, jacks, climb aboard!"
Diana's body was lifted to a sitting position. Cum squirted out of her hole in the process. She was lowered asshole to slippery prick and pushed down hard!
"Sonofabitch, take your time, guys, there's room and time for all of you! You don't have to tear me to pieces, you dumb shits!" That last little antic had hurt!
She felt a large peter fill her vagina and begin to pump it to her rapidly. Balls swatted her squarely in the crack. The cock in her back hole jabbed away happily. Her mouth was pushed full of hard young boy cock. She started to suck it when she felt another lad thrust his over heated whang alongside the first dong in her mouth. Jeesus, she was so full of youthful pricks she thought her joy would cause her to explode!
She did her best to give both whangs a fantastic blow-job. Her tongue whisked from tip to tip and back again! The boys helped by jabbing short little stabs with their throbbing pricks. Just as both of them were dumping their loads simultaneously into her mouth and she was gulping madly, two lads started sucking her rigid nipples. She was thrilled. AD those fresh, lusty prongs after her body. Wow! Fantastic! She was in heaven!
"She's sluffing off! She could be givin' a couple of us hand jobs!"
Two guys took her hands and placed them around their stiff rods.
She fingered the stiff shafts for a minute and then began to pump them frantically. She milked them of all their fuck cream in a matter of minutes.
The guys working her bottom shot off one after the other and cries of pleasure filled the trailer.
"AAAIIIIEEEEE "
"I'MMMMM CUMMMIIINNNGGGG!"
SLOSH ... SLOOOSSSHHH ... SQUIIISSSHHHH ... IN AND OUT ... SSSLLLLOOOSSSHHH ... IN AND OUT....
CUM RUNNING ... CUM OOZING ... cum SHOOTING ... Her mouth was filled with two more hard cocks ... pumping ... prodding ... gushing off ... squirting....
NIPPING AT NIPPLES ... SUCKING TITTIES....
HER HANDS PUMPED BEATING BOY PRICKS....
"DIANA! WHAT THE HELL'RE YOU DOING! " Paul appeared from the bedroom.
"I'm having a ball! What the hell does it look like?" she screamed from behind two pricks that had just jerked from her mouth in surprise.
"SONOFABITCH! WHAT ABOUT US?" He bellowed.
"You have your hang-ups ... well, so do I! Come join the party!"
"I will like hell! No little cocksucker's gonna grab onto my pecker!" he screamed.
"No, oh dear no! You'd rather have your patients suck your cock!"
"Listen, my little pig, at least I take on one at a time! " he sneered.
"Try more than one ... it's more fun!" She could care less what he thought of her at this moment. SHE WAS HAVING A BALL!
"Diana, get up off that floor this instant!" Paul demanded.
"Now I can't do that! I HAVE A PRICK IN MY ASSHOLE, A COCK IN MY CUNT! I HAVE HOT LITTLE MOUTHS ON MY TITS, I HAVE TWO HANDFULS OF WHANG! NOW IF YOU'D SHUT UP, I'D HAVE PRECIOUS DONGS IN MY MOUTH! Do come and join us or watch for professional reasons ... or get lost.
I LOVE THESE YOUNG LADS! I GOTTA GET FUCKED BY THEM OFTEN! I LOVE ... LOVE ... YOUNG ... FRESH ... MEAT! I THRIVE ON IT! I MAY BE EVIL ... DEPRAVED ... WICKED, BUT I DON'T CARE!"
Paul watched as two boys crammed her mouth full of stiff cock meat. He went and sat by her head, watching the boys spurt off their cum in her mouth. He watched her slurp and suck and lick and lap at their gushing pricks.
"Diana, I love you! Don't let these boys ruin what we have. I can give you everything they can! Please, baby!" He was pleading with her.
Two boys were working her holes violently. Her nipples were pulled into their mouths. Her hands jacked off a couple more lads.
"I love you, too, Paul, but I can't get along without youth and young boy cocks every now and then. I REALLY GET TURNED ON BY THESE KIDS! I GOTTA HAVE THEM, PAUL! HEY, YOU GUYS, POKE A COUPLE OF WHANGS IN MY MOUTH!" She was begging for the whole treatment.
"Shit, if I can't beat this, I may as well join you. I want you too much to let you go!" Paul said, watching two youths jab her mouth full of hot rods.
Paul stripped off his clothes. "Come on, you youngsters, here's a cock to suck and an asshole to jab. Have at! I get a turn at Diana next! I'M GONNA BE HER HUSBAND AS OF TOMORROW! I GET HER HOLE AT LEAST ONCE TONIGHT!"
Immediately two lads went to work on Dr. Brown. One little skinny boy latched onto his hard cock and gave him a bitchin' blow-job while another stuck it to his asshole.
Diana was so happy! TOMORROW WAS HER WEDDING DAY! TONIGHT SHE WAS BEING SUCKED, FUCKED, RAMMED, JAMMED, WHAMMED AND BANGED BY HER YOUNG LOVERS. HER FUTURE HUSBAND, THE GOOD DOCTOR, WAS JOINING IN THE FUN! TOMORROW WAS TO BE HER WEDDING DAY! TOMORROW SHE WOULD BE MARRIED! TOMORROW ... TOMORROW ... TOMORROW....
She sucked away happily on the two cocks in her mouth!
