"This is it, baby," he had said as he stormed out the door. "I've had it! Now you can fuck all the young boys you want." And with that he was gone. That was over a week ago and Edna still hadn't heard from him. At this point she doubted if she ever would.
Harry had left her before. This hadn't been the first time. But he had always returned in a day or two. This time, Edna knew for certain, it was really over. She trembled, remembering the afternoon Harry had come home early, gone upstairs and found her in bed with a fifteen-year-old boy, avidly sucking the boy's erect cock.
She had refused to tell Harry who the boy was. She thought for sure he would kill the kid, but she managed somehow to subdue him long enough for the petrified boy to gather his clothes and run downstairs to dress by the front door, sobbing quietly.
It was the last straw for Harry. He had caught Edna with another youngster several months before and had long been suspicious that his wife was secretly seducing young boys. Now it had gotten to the point where she simply wasn't able to control her lascivious compulsion.
As Edna now sat on the edge of her bed, a cool breeze drifting in from the open bedroom window, she knew it was happening again. Only now she didn't give a damn. With each passing day, now that Harry had left her for good, her feelings of guilt were melting away until she no longer dreaded her impulses. In fact she reveled in them.
She wanted that handsome young boy next door and goddamnit she would have him!
She stood up shakily, the blood rushing to her head, and parted the white curtains. Below, the boy was cutting his lawn, moving in vertical lines adjacent to Edna's house. He was bare-chested. Edna could see his back was glistening with sweat. That aroused and excited her.
He was small for his age. He was fifteen (Edna's winning number!) but he looked more like twelve or thirteen. The boy's tight, faded cut-offs accentuated his slimness. His buttocks were lean. Edna wanted to reach out and grab them.
The boy was deeply tanned and his long thick blond hair was bleached almost white from the sun. He stopped mowing and paused to fill the machine with gas from a nearby container.
Edna could see he was almost finished cutting the lawn. Her heart was pounding. She felt lightheaded. Her cunt screamed for attention, the juices already soaking through her panties. She pressed her forehead against the window, her hand going to her crotch.
He was the cutest thing she had ever seen! He was her neighbor's nephew, spending the summer with his relatives. Edna had seen him for the first time a couple of days ago and since then was unable to think of anything else. His angelic face haunted her. But most of all she craved the adolescent's firm young body.
She wanted desperately to feel the boy's hard prick inside her, driving deeper and deeper into her pussy. She felt the warm wetness running down her inner thighs. She started slowly unbuttoning her blouse. It clung moistly to her back.
God, he was beautiful! When he smiled he showed an even row of white teeth. His laugh was infectious. Edna had heard him giggling in his aunt and uncle's backyard, laughing at something his uncle, Mr. Williams, had apparently said. Everything about him excited her.
She could feel the hardness of her erect nipples as she let her blouse fall to the carpeted floor.
His name was Bobby. Several times she had tried to get up enough courage to speak to him (as if she was a shy young girl again!), to somehow get him into the house, into her bedroom, into her bed and into her pussy, but to no avail. She would have to have him to herself soon. She couldn't wait much longer.
Outside, as he bent over to fill the gas tank, she saw the impressive bulge of his crotch. My God, she thought, he must be enormous!
He walked over to the side of the house to dump the bag of grass clippings into a plastic bag.
Edna tweaked her rosy red nipple between thumb and forefinger. She moaned, her knees feeling weak. Her eyes half dosed, she ran her hands slowly over her full, rounded tits, lifting the pear-shaped mounds up and feeling their weight.
She would teach the boy everything. Give him more pleasure than he ever dreamed was possible! But she would have to be careful, very careful. The boy, after all, did live just next door. The Williams' must never suspect.
She smiled. Already I'm thinking ahead, she mused. Seducing him may not be as easy as I hope. What if he resists? Or runs to tell his uncle? God, what'll I do then? If it ever got, around the neighborhood ...
But the boy was shy. That was in her favor. Edna had come across boys like him before, younger and older. Young and afraid and inexperienced. Like fruit waiting to ripen, waiting to be picked.
She first unbuttoned, then unzipped her shorts, slipping her hand inside and combing her trembling fingers through her damp pussy hairs. Her bush was thick and lush.
Edna idly wondered if the boy would suddenly look up and see her, half naked and fondling herself openly in front of him. What would his reaction be then? The thought made her laugh.
He had finished cutting the lawn, Edna noticed with disappointment He attached the empty grass bag to the mower, wheeled it back into the open garage and closed the garage door behind him.
Edna imagined him undressing in his room, getting into a cool shower, water running down his naked body ...
She arched her back as her middle finger disappeared inside her dripping twat. She let the curtains fall back into place and walked quickly to her bed. She lay back and spread her legs, her shorts down to her knees. She kicked the shorts off and pulled down her panties.
"Bobby," she sighed, feeling almost feverish. She rubbed her labia, feeling the slickness of her vaginal folds as she started to cream heavily.
Though she called the name of the boy next door out loud she was thinking of the other boy, the one her husband had caught in bed with her. All day that scene had been reliving itself like a reel of film through her mind. And with it the taste of the boy's hard cock in her mouth as her husband screamed, threatening to strangle the youngster. How her body had shook uncontrollably. The look on the boy's face. The look on Harry's face.
The way the boy's balls swung to and fro as he raced out of the room, clutching his clothes. The thoughts that had run through her mind as she caught a final glimpse of the boy's buttocks, wondering how soon she would be able to find another virile young lover ...
And now he had arrived. Just beyond her reach. Only just. But that would soon change. Edna was confident of her own powers of persuasion. Especially when it came to shy, innocent young boys.
The movements of her fingers erased all cohesive thought.
Edna felt her body relaxing, as if sinking into the mattress. Her mind was released of all incidental thoughts. Her fingers brushed lightly over her highly sensitive nipples, then one hand went down to her belly.
She could feel her pussy lips quivering with anticipation, the cit button burgeoning outward. A tantalizing warmth spread through her entire body. She slipped two fingers inside her twat and arched her back languidly, moaning softly.
She imagined the boy was flicking her. This time not Paul, the boy her husband had found in bed with her-but Bobby. The fifteen-year-old was standing above her, his hard prick angling out from his nearly hairless young loins, ready to be buried inside her dripping gash.
Edna began finger-fucking herself. Slowly at first, then faster. And faster. Her two digits became a mere blur as they flailed in and out of her steaming cunt. Her pulse quickened dramatically. Sweat poured.
She felt her slimy flesh folds, hotter than they had been for weeks. She grimaced, as if in pain, biting her lower lip and moaning incessantly.
"Ohhhh, baby ... why aren't you with me now, where you belong ..."
She lifted her ass up so she could get a more direct ream across her sensitized clitoris. She rubbed her fingertips against the swollen nub-bin of pleasure and felt the tremulous beginnings of an orgasm approaching.
Her body felt as if it was glowing like a Christmas tree.
Her pussy hairs were individually dotted with her aromatic juices. Her fingers dripped come. She felt her whole body climbing, being pulled up, getting closer and closer to that ideal state of pure fuck sensations.
"Ohh, Christ!" she gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. She came quickly, unable to prolong her pleasure, her fingers going deeper and deeper into her womb. She was panting like an animal in heat.
But it wasn't enough. She had to climax again. More slowly this time. Then again after that. Over and over until she was completely worn out and unable to go on. That was the only way she could survive without the genuine touch of an adolescent body. She would be temporarily satisfied, until the real thing came along.
Her fingers kept probing inside her slit, seeking out newer and greater sensations. Pink splotches broke out over her body. The bedsprings creaked loudly as she struggled, panting for breath.
Men her own age never really interested her. She had loved her husband once, really cared for him, and had remained faithful to him for years, but then the cycle renewed itself until she couldn't ignore or suppress it any longer.
Maybe because I'm getting old, she had often thought, but she knew that wasn't really it. She had had the same lewd compulsions since her early teens. When she was twelve she forced her ten-year-old cousin to hick her, shoving his surprisingly well-hung cock into her until her hymen had broken, scaring the hell out of them both. She thought she had killed herself.
But after that initial time the pleasure increased, gave her compulsion substance and meaning. A direction in her life. She couldn't remember the many boys afterward. One after another, an endless chain of them.
She loved their virile young bodies. Their willingness to do anything for her. To perform the most amazing sexual gymnastics, bringing her to climax after climax after climax. The pleasure was fierce and relentless. She lived for nothing else.
She loved the feel of their hard cocks inside her, their buttocks swaying sensually as they fucked her. The pounding. Thrusting. Panting for breath.
And she loved the bananas-and-cream taste of a boy's member. So different tasting from a man's hairy schlong. Yes, Edna liked her cocks young and untouched, as hairless as possible. Pure and smooth. As she knew Bobby's would be.
She wondered how big his cock actually was. It certainly looked promising. Was it thick? Or very long and slim? Were his balls heavy with come and well-hung? How bushy was his pubic patch?
Three fingers were now inside her steaming cunt, working away as if her very life depended upon it. Her body was covered with sweat. The bedspread directly underneath her twat was stained with her cream.
She forced herself to go easy, to enjoy the building pleasure. She knew how to give herself pleasure. When to start. When to stop. Where to caress and stroke and fondle. Like fitting together the scattered pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
She came again, her ass wiggling in the air. The stain underneath her spread. She rolled onto her side, still ardently fingering herself, then onto her stomach. Her magic fingers ... they could always be relied on to do the trick!
Tears came to her eyes as she felt the keen hick sensations blanketing her naked body. She howled, clawing away at her shining, milky cunt folds.
She lay still for a minute, letting her pounding heart settle. Then she stretched like a cat and opened her bedside table, taking out her dildo. It was graphically shaped like a man's penis-ten inches long, with rubber testicles and a mushroom-shaped penis head.
She smiled as she felt the familiar shape. If only it was the real McCoy! she thought.
She poised the flesh-colored phallus between her cunt lips, rubbing her mona, teasing herself. Then she probed inside with just the rubber cockhead. Her clitoris quickly sent out urgent hick signals. She slipped the entire thing inside her, inch by inch, all the while imagining it was actually Bobby's firm young peter.
She felt the ridge of the cockhead rubbing against her burgeoned cit button. Shivers ran up and down her spine. Her cunt muscles and membranes embraced the rubber invader, pulling it inward to her womb, rejoicing in the wondrous sensations it was producing inside her.
She came again, quickly and abruptly. The pleasure was exquisite. She lived for just that sensation of overwhelming ecstasy!
She continued masturbating with the dildo, climaxing twice more, tears running down her cheeks.
"Oh God," she whispered. "God! God!"
She dosed her eyes and pulled the dildo out of her oozing slit. She could relax now. She sat up and brushed the hair away from her eyes. She was at peace with herself. She got weakly to her feet and walked to the window, hoping to catch another fortuitous glimpse of her lover-to-he. But the boy wasn't there. She wondered when she would see him again.
She noticed he stayed mostly to himself. A loner. He had met a boy in the neighborhood, a boy Edna had seen before once or twice. Perhaps a year older than Bobby. But he didn't drop by the Williams' often. Bobby seemed content to stay by the house, swimming in the pool, or simply reading in a pair of skimpy shorts. Edna could watch him for hours.
Edna suddenly had an idea. The Williams' would never suspect if she played her cards right. So far none of the neighbors suspected her goings on. Not even when she was fucking the local delivery boy, before he and his family had moved (not because of Edna; his father was promoted and made sales manager in another office out of state). Edna had been particularly careful not only to make sure the boy wouldn't say anything to anyone, but that no one would see him entering or leaving her house.
She sighed. That delivery boy could fuck like a demon, she thought.
She would call Betty, Bobby's aunt, and have a neighborly chat, leisurely mentioning she needed to have some heavy boxes. moved out of the attic. Perhaps Bobby could help her? The boxes wouldn't be all that heavy actually-Bobby looked so frail; she couldn't expect his aunt to volunteer his help if they were. The words and phrases were beginning to take shape in her mind.
Edna was sure it would work. She would be alone in the attic with him. She would wear something sexy, but not too ridiculous. She giggled. Perhaps my see-through nightie, she thought to herself.
"I'll wear my robe," she said aloud. "Loosely tied. Nothing on underneath. Perfect!"
She could feel the telltale tingling between her legs. Her cunt was just waiting for the boy's impressive young dong to slice its way up inside her. She couldn't remember when she last felt so excited, so aroused. Her whole body felt feverish, as if she was coming down with the flu.
It made her want to jump up and shout!
"A shower is what I can use now," she said. "A nice warm shower." She had gotten into the habit of talking to herself since Harry had left. She had only herself to keep herself company. But now, with any luck, she'd have Bobby.
She went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, testing the water temperature with the palm of her hand. Before going into the shower stall, she paused to look at her reflection in the full-length mirror behind the bathroom door.
Studying herself critically, turning this way and that, she said aloud, "Not bad. Not bad at all, if I do say so myself. You still have something there, baby. Yes, it's still there. Boys have every right to go bananas over you."
She lifted up her round, full breasts, seeing how red and pointed her nipples were. She turned to her side and saw how her mans swelled outward, covered in springy pubic hairs. Her pussy lips were swollen with desire and still shiny from her juices.
"What the hell, I'm only thirty-four. I look like I'm in my late twenties. Some of my boys -- the older ones -- said I look more like an older sister."
Steam from the hot water started to drift across the bathroom, clouding the mirror. Pausing to run her fingers across her vulva one more time, her eyelashes fluttering, Edna then got under the water.
How am I going to make it through today? she wondered, though she knew the answer well enough. Already it was late afternoon, too late to put her plan into action. Tomorrow morning would be better. I've waited this long, she thought, I can wait another day.
It'll be a fresh start. Bobby will be mine. As if someone was controlling her actions, she felt her middle finger, wet and soapy, being thrust up her pussy. She leaned against the tiled wall and moaned, calling out the boy's name again and again.
Chapter Two
Edna woke up refreshed the following morning, having spent several hours masturbating in order to fall asleep.
It was early for Edna: nine o'clock. She usually slept later in the morning, but she knew Bobby would be up. So would Betty. She put on her robe, fixed herself a cup of coffee in the kitchen and called the boy's aunt.
They talked for nearly twenty minutes, and by the time Edna hung up the phone there was a bright smile on her face. As Edna had anticipated, Betty suggested her young nephew come over and give her a hand with the boxes in the attic. Edna wanted to jump up and down like a little girl!
But she calmed herself. She was taking a chance. How outrageous! she thought. Seducing your own neighbor's nephew! Her heart pounded. He would be there any second now. She was in control now. She would make all the vital moves. She would be careful. She would be successful!
Clad in her terrycloth robe, and nothing else, she sat in the living room, waiting for the bell to ring. She ran her lingers through her long auburn hair. Her fingers weren't noticeably trembling. She could feel herself unwinding, relaxing.
When the bell rang it seemed to pierce her heart. She slowly walked to the 'door and opened it.
The boy stood before her, smiling shyly, clad in a blue T-shirt and his tight faded shorts.
"Hello, Bobby," she said hoarsely, her heart pounding fiercely. "Come in."
The boy's eyes went to Edna's breasts, which were partially revealed by the lightly belted robe. He wondered why she looked so breathless. She was a beautiful woman. The boy was slightly in awe of her. He found himself thinking strange, sexy thoughts that made his cock grow hard. He blushed.
"Hi, Mrs. Smith," he said, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. "Aunt Betty said you some things that had to be moved out of the attic."
"Yes, and I appreciate you dropping by. You're a sweet young boy. It's nice to have someone so strong and handsome to depend on."
"Oh, I'm not that strong," he said, blushing a deep red. He glanced down at his feet in embarrassment. Why is her robe open that way, he wondered. He felt a tightness in his loins.
Edna tried to keep her eyes from trailing down to stare at his burgeoning crotch. "Follow me," she said. Bobby mounted the stairs, watching the sway of her buttocks. Jeez, I bet she doesn't even have any panties on! he thought, his blood beginning to boil.
Using a stick with a hook on the end of it, Edna reached up to the part of the ceiling just outside her bedroom at the end of the hall and brought down the entrance to the attic, a folding staircase which served as a trapdoor.
The fifteen-year-old followed Edna up the rickety steps. He tried to look up her robe, but the hem fell just below her knees and he wasn't able to see anything more than the exciting swell of her buttocks.
The attic was dusty and musky smelling. One window at the far corner let in a single shaft of sunlight. Motes of dust were spotlighted as they danced in the air.
Edna instructed Bobby to bring a pile of boxes against the far wall to the trapdoor opening, where he could hand them to her one by one while she waited downstairs. As he started moving the boxes, Edna sat on an old couch, watching him. She further loosened the belt holding her robe together.
"What have you been up to?" she asked the boy.
He tried averting his eyes from her tits which, as Edna leaned forward slightly, were becoming more and more visible. The nipples were almost showing. He felt his cock becoming hard. He started to sweat nervously.
"Oh, nothing much," he replied, his voice breaking slightly, making him blush in embarrassment. He felt like a fool "Just-just hanging out."
"Have you met anyone here? I mean, made new friends?"
"Only a guy who lives a few blocks from here. His parents know my aunt and uncle well"
"No girlfriends?"
"No."
"What about at home?"
He gulped hard. "No." The blood rushed to fill his face. He blushed to the roots of his hair.
"Don't you like girls?" Edna asked quietly, slowly getting to her feet and walking behind the boy as he bent over to move another box. They weren't heavy at all, he noticed. A couple were completely empty.
She repeated her question and he stood up.
"Yes, sure, I guess, I --"
"I would have thought a cute young boy like you wouldn't have any trouble with girls."
Bobby didn't turn around to face her. He was afraid she would see his pulsating hard-on. His shorts were so tight they really made his cock bulge noticeably. He wished he was back in his room, reading.
She placed her hands on his shoulders and turned him around to face her.
"Have you ever been in bed with a girl?" The woman's voice had a hypnotic quality to it. Bobby suddenly felt the walls closing in on him. The heat made him sweat. He could feel drops of perspiration rolling down the ridge of his spine. He wanted to run back downstairs and out of her house. What was she doing?
"Well? You didn't answer me." Edna undid the belt of her robe and parted it. Bobby gasped as her naked body came into view. Her breasts were large and pear-shaped. Her triangle of hair was a light brown, curly and very bushy. He felt giddy and lightheaded. His legs were weak. He wanted to lean on something.
"No-no. I haven't," he said breathlessly, his prick feeling as if it would rip through his pants.
"Would you like to?"
"I --I guess so," he whispered, barely able to talk.
"With me, maybe?'
"Wha --?"
"Relax. I'm not going to hurt you." She laid a hand on his chest and felt the pounding of his heart She slipped her hand under his T-shirt and caressed his bare chest. "Would you like to feel my tits?"
"Yes" he gasped, wanting to come in his pants.
She took his hand and placed it on her left tit. It was like a dream. He knew she was seducing him, but he was powerless to do anything. He didn't know what it was he wanted to do. He felt so funny, so excited, a strange power in his loins.
Now he realized why some of the boxes had been empty, others only half full and not at all heavy. She wanted him up here so she could fuck him!
Why don't you let me take off your T-shirt?" she said. "It's warm in here, don't you think? Yes, you're sweating." She lifted the T-shirt up over his head and off. She let it fall to the floor at their feet. She ran her hands over his lean young chest. His heart was fluttering like a caged bird.
"You're not frightened of me, are you?" she asked.
"No ... yes!"
Edna smiled. "Don't be. You and I are going to have a good time together.
"I -- I'm not sure I want to ..."
Edna looked surprised. Why not?" She caressed his crotch.
He felt his knees bending. "Jeez, don't do that!"
"It feels good, doesn't it?"
He grimaced, his eyes wide with fear.
"Doesn't it?"
He nodded dumbly.
"There's your answer. Now stop being so foolish."
He fondled her tits. He couldn't help himself. He was becoming more and more excited. Her nipples were very large and round and erect. He couldn't keep his hands off her tit mounds. So soft and warm ...
"Do you like my tits?" she asked, running her tongue over her dry lips.
"Yes, yes! I've -- I've never seen tits so big before. They're beautiful!"
"Would you like to feel my pussy?"
"I -- I -- I really think I should be getting hack. Aunt Betty will be getting worried. She's -- she's like that ... really she is ..."
Edna smiled. "Betty mentioned she was going out shopping. Even if you're not in the house when she gets back I'm sure she won't be too concerned. She'll call me if she is. You can always stay for lunch ..."
"Mrs. Smith, I -"
"Please. Call me Edna."
"Edna ... please ... please ... I'm frightened. I've never done this with a girl before."
"I've already told you there's nothing to be afraid of," she said gently. "You're such a dear young boy. I just want to make you happy. And I know what makes boys your age happier than anything else in the world."
"I don't understand."
"I bet you do. That's why your cock is as hard as it is now. I bet it's nine inches long!"
He was trembling noticeably now.
"Here. Let me hold you. Just relax. And don't worry. There's just you and me. No one to disturb us ..."
She embraced Bobby and felt his body melting into hers. He sighed and closed his eyes, his cheek pressed against her breasts. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. Now that he was holding Edna he felt. better. His body relaxed. He pressed his hot young tool against her naked thigh and moaned, feeling pre-come fluid oozing from his piss slit, staining his shorts.
She reached down and cupped the outline of his cock, giving it a squeeze. It did feel huge. Edna was dying to see it.
"I bet you've got a big cock," she whispered in his ear. Will you let me see it?"
"If - if --"
"If what, baby?"
"Oh, I don't know," he whined. "I've never been with a girl. I don't know what to do even!"
She lifted his chin and bent down to kiss him fully on the mouth. He moaned, closing his eyes and pressing his body against hers. He had never been kissed by a girl. And Edna certainly wasn't just a girl! She was more, much, much more! Now he wanted all those exciting scenes he played over and over in his head to come true. He wanted to fuck her. He knew she would be gentle, wouldn't try to embarrass him.
Edna forced her tongue between his dry lips and he sucked on it. It's working! she thought. It's working! It's working!
"Jeez!" he muttered, his voice sounding far away. He could feel his cock pulsating as they French kissed for many minutes, her hot breath fanning his face. He knew he would come any minute if she didn't stop. And if she touched him again that would be it! He didn't want to come in his pants and humiliate himself.
"Feel my pussy," she whispered suddenly, her voice husky with emotion. "Feel how hot and wet it is for you, Bobby. You can't imagine how I've been dreaming of this very movement. Ever since I saw you I've thought of no one else."
"But your husband. Betty said he was away on business ..."
"To show you how much I trust you I'm going to tell you a secret My husband Harry left me a few weeks ago. It's finished between us. He'll probably be filing for divorce soon."
"But why? You're so beautiful ... so ... so ..."
Edna smiled ruefully. "It's a long story. We needn't go into it now. Now isn't the time. I'm too excited." She took his hand and placed it on her vagina.
He panted for breath, his fingers combing Through her bush. He felt the fluffy, wiry pubic hairs soaking his fingers with the cream that dotted them. He felt the puffy outline of her cunt lips.
Oh God, oh God, oh God! he thought. He gasped. I've been dreaming of you too, Edna. At night sometimes I'd -- I'd ..."
"What, dear? You can tell me everything!"
The words struggled to come out. "I'd jerk off! I couldn't help it. I've wondered since the first time we talked what you looked like naked. Christ, I never imagined you'd look so lovely ... and want me just as much as I wanted you. I can't believe this is happening to me! It's like a dream come true!"
"I want to teach you, Bobby. Teach you all about a woman's body. The pleasure it can give a strong young boy like you. I want to fuck you, to feel your hard cock inside my cunt!"
Her candor shocked him. And aroused him too.
"My prick ..." he panted. "If you touch it again I know I'll come in my pants."
Without a word, she unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He was clad only in his white briefs and sneakers. She told him to pull off his sneakers and sit beside her on the couch. She sat down and waited, slipping out of her robe.
He sat down. The glistening stain on his briefs, just where the elastic waist began, indicated how excited he was. She was surprised he had lasted this long. His glans was peering out over the elastic band of his briefs as he sat beside her. She couldn't wait any longer.
She pulled down his underpants.
"I'm going to come, Edna. Really I am!"
"Don't worry, Bobby. We're friends. The closest of friends. You needn't be embarrassed with me."
"But I don't want to --"
"Sash. Let me help you. I understand how excited you are, but you have plenty of comes in you. She found it difficult to suppress her excitement It was beginning to strangle her. His prick, which she now held gently in her hands, was a good nine inches long! And as thick as a tree trunk! Edna couldn't believe a boy so young and skinny could have the cock of a full grown man. Of a well-hung full grown man!
"I want to get to know your handsome cock as intimately as possible," she said, starting to masturbate him. She knew it was useless to fuck him yet, though her cunt was itching badly for him, because he would come too, too quickly. Her mouth watered. She would taste him instead. She hoped be would hold on long enough. But already he was oozing a steady stream of watery pre-come. Disappointed, Edna decided to jerk him off and get it over with. Then she could enjoy a leisurely fuck and suck.
"Lean back against the couch. That's it. Relax, you looked so frightened! You won't shame yourself. I'm flattered you're this excited about me. Let yourself go ... feel it ..."
Bobby was shaking uncontrollably. His eyes were wide with fear. He looked down and saw Edna fisting his tumescence, his well-hung balls hanging partially out of view between his thighs. He was keeping his legs together in an effort to still his trembling.
But the more the woman caressed his shaft and balls the less afraid he became. He eyed her oozing pussy and his butt started to hop up and down on the couch, raising dust. He fondled her tits in his growing excitement.
"Edna ..." he panted. "You're so beautiful ... your tits ... I'm ... I -- I never felt this way before. Ohhh, God this is going to be a good one. It's never felt this good so quickly!"
Their lips touched and the boy arched his back, lifting his ass up all the way off the sofa.
"Fuck!" he gasped, his body jerking spasmodically.
Edna felt the hot spray of come against her belly. Their lips parted and she looked at his face, seeing the ecstasy, the smile of delight, as wads flew in the air and splattered on them both.
She fisted him harder. Harder. Faster. He moaned and squirmed, a wild grin on his face. He started to hump his loins toward her fist until she was pounding down on his pelvis with every downstroke. Gism oozed down her knuckles, pooled inside the boy's blond pubic hairs.
Bobby had never experienced pleasure so intense before. His body was afire with it! There was a roaring of thunder in his ears. The blood rushed to his head. He twisted his butt, corkscrewing his hard dick through the hollow of Edna's stroking fist.
She squeezed and pulled and fondled, her other hand cupping his balls, feeling the diminishing weight of his scrotum as the last wads of gism shot out of his dick hole.
The come went through his torrid cock shaft like liquid fire! He gritted his teeth and squealed with delight. It felt as if his cock was splitting in two!
"That's my boy," Edna said under her breath, watching as Bobby's prick shot out a healthy supply of boy cream. His prick head was swollen tremendously, his shaft now a purplish color.
He writhed in ecstasy, holding her tit, frantically caressing and feeling its weight, until in the very last moments of his pleasure his hand went limp and he let his body be carried away completely by the incredible fuck sensations.
His belly, chest and thighs were dotted with his viscous come sauce. His pubic hairs were stuck together with it like glue. A long trail of semen ran down between Edna's breasts.
Edna gave his prick one last squeeze and he groaned, panting for breath.
"Ohhhh, God, that was good," he breathed, slowly opening his eyes, as if awakening from a deep, satisfying sleep.
Edna cupped the fifteen-year-old testicles. They were virtually hairless and very smooth. She combed her fingers through his wet pubic hairs, spreading his gism over them. He was the most beautiful boy she had ever seen. His body was perfection itself-the embodiment of the adolescent boy.
She knew he would be able to satisfy her for a long time.
He straightened up as she squeezed the last drop of his gism. It formed a pearl-like drop on his prick head, then rolled down over her fingertips. She took a clean handkerchief from her robe pocket and cleaned off the boy and herself.
"Why don't we go into my bedroom where we can be more comfortable?" Edna suggested.
"I'd like to very much," he said gratefully.
"This will have to be our secret, Bobby," she explained as they climbed down the small ladder. "You mustn't tell anyone. Not your friend, or your aunt or uncle, or anyone. They wouldn't understand. Do you see what I mean?"
"Yes. I won't tell anyone. Promise. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."
Edna pressed the trapdoor shut and gave him a kiss. "That was a sweet thing to say. We'll make each other very happy indeed, you'll see."
They went together into her bedroom. They were both naked, not having bothered to dress. She told the boy to dump his shorts, T-shirt and sneakers on the chair, where she threw her robe. She then sat on the edge of her bed and opened her arms to the youngster.
They embraced, his tongue searching deep inside her mouth. She watched his prick be-come erect.
"Edna," he said after a few minutes. "I've never fucked a girl before. I really don't know what to do." He bit his lower lip and looked at Edna with pleading eyes. She put her arm around him. Only after they fucked would the boy become completely sure of himself, she knew. It was always that way with virgin boys.
"I understand this is your first time," she said soothingly. "You're young but in no time at all I'll make a man out of you. You'll learn all about a woman's body. The pleasures it can offer you. And soon you'll know everything about pleasing a woman."
"I want to please you very much," he said solemnly. "Kiss me with your tongue like you just did." His cock was almost fully hard now. The area around his groin was pale, offering a stark contrast to the rest of his tanned body-a contrast which excited Edna.
"Lesson number one," Edna whispered after they tongue-kissed. She took his hand and placed it on her mound of Venus. "I want you to explore my cunt with your fingers." She lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide. Her vagina opened for the boy and he peered in-side her redolent gash. Gingerly, he inserted his middle finger. He smiled.
He pulled out his digit and it was sticky with her hot cunt juices. Edna put her hand around his cock and started jacking him off, but only to arouse him further. She didn't want to waste anymore of his precious come.
He felt her swollen nubbin of pleasure. "Is this your ... your clitoris?"
"Yes! Yes!" she said excitedly. "Keep doing that. A woman's clitoris is like a boy's prick head. It's very sensitive. The most sensitive part of a woman's pussy. Treat it gently. Caress it with the tip of your finger. That's it. Ohhh, yes, you're learning very quickly!"
"Will you come now?"
"It takes awhile for a woman. Longer than a boy. That's why you have to work on it, learn how to fondle a woman's clit properly."
She groaned with delight, arching her back in ecstasy, as he finger-fucked her channel. She was creaming heavily now. She started to pant loudly. She stroked him harder.
"Are you coming?" he asked innocently, proud that he was giving her such obvious pleasure. He loved to watch her body twitch and writhe like it was now.
"Almost ... almost there, baby," she said huskily. "But wait. Stop for a minute. You're a fast learner. No doubt about that. Now it's time for lesson number two. I want you to taste my cunt. Fuck me with your tongue as you did with your finger.
Bobby's mouth watered.
She let go of his member, feeling the tremulous vibrations inside his shaft, indicating he might let loose with another blast of come. She didn't want that to happen. Not yet anyway. His glans rested above his navel, his cock shaft looking more impressive than ever.
He bent down and inhaled her vaginal scent. Edna pressed down on the top of his head, forcing his mouth to her pussy lips. He kissed her cunt and Edna thought she would hit the ceiling. He was wonderful!
"Now touch my cit with your tongue!" she said breathlessly, her body twitching with anticipation.
The boy's heart pounded and his cock pulsated madly. He wanted to jerk off and release the tension building inexorably in his shaft. But his concentration was on Edna's steaming gash. He was curious. She smelled so sweet ... so allunng ...
He pried open her gash with thumb and forefinger. Edna pressed down on the back of his head, keeping her hand there. She felt his boyish lips on her vulva. She could have cried out with joy!
His tongue snaked into her mint, uncoiling underneath her clitoris. She moaned as she felt his tongue wrapping around her burgeoned button of desire.
Bobby tasted mint for the first time. His taste buds were bursting with desire! He started slurping up her juices, swallowing the liquid as quickly as her body could produce it.
She tasted sweet and musky. Fire coursed through his veins as he swallowed mouthful after delicious mouthful.
She wrapped her legs around his neck as he sucked on her clit button as if it was a nipple. She caught his head in a vise-like grip and held him. His tongue was everywhere at once. She couldn't believe the sensations he was drawing out of her. So keen and all-enveloping!
She felt the burning intensity steadily building inside her loins. She knew it wouldn't be long before she burst, her floodgates sending out a flow of her pussy juice. She could fill the boy's mouth to capacity. Her liquid would overflow, course out of the corners of his mouth.
She ran her hands up and down his bare back, her fingernails leaving welts in their path. They dug into his sides as she threw her head back and her face screwed up; into a mask of pure pleasure. He sucked and tugged and licked on her vaginal flesh, concentrating on her nubbin.
She came, clutching him for dear life, her mouth open in a wide O, though she was unable to say a word. She made a gurgling noise in the back of her throat. She squirmed in ecstatic pleasure, her whole body tensing up dramatically. Cunt juice smeared his face, clogged his nostrils, glued his eyelashes shut. Still he swallowed. He couldn't get enough of her juice!
He was completely captivated by the taste and scent of her gism. His Adam's apple bobbed continuously up and down.
Edna moaned, her fingernails digging into the boy's buttocks. Her fingers hooked into the crevice separating his slim ass cheeks. He felt very moist there.
She climaxed again, a breathtaking orgasm that nearly threw her off the bed. The boy was working miracles inside her cunt! Never had the pleasure been this intense! And this long-lasting! He was amazing, truly amazing!
"Oh my God, that's enough for the moment," she said hoarsely, pulling his head up. She eyed his quivering erection and wanted suddenly to suck it again, this time slowly, at her leisure. She wanted to get to know his cock as intimately as possible, every square inch of it.
"Edna, did I do something wrong?" Bobby asked, puzzled she would want to cut short her obvious pleasure. He winced as she squeezed his tumescence.
"God, no, Bobby," she whispered, smelling the sweetness of his sweating body. "You were wonderful beyond words. Such a tongue! I couldn't believe you could make me feel like that so quickly. The pleasure was out of this world!
"Then why did you want me to stop? And-and what are you doing now?"
"Mmmmmm." She went down on him, holding the lower part of his shaft upright as she slipped his hard young tool inch by inch into her mouth.
"Ohhh shit!" he whimpered, feeling suddenly as weak as a kitten.
She fondled his nuts, rolling the sacs in her fingers like marbles. He had never been touched so intimately before. She dominated him completely. He was both frightened and aroused.
She was bringing out new and novel sensations in him, sensations he never thought existed before. She touched and caressed parts of his body which he hadn't known to be sensitive before. But they were now. He responded to her every touch. She sucked on his boyish teats, tweaking them, making them erect and ache for her lips.
But as much as her tongue and lips and fingers explored his body, they returned quickly to his cock. Her tongue made it glisten with her saliva. She bit on the flap of skin directly underneath his prick dome, pulling on the skin with her teeth, exciting the boy more and more.
She then devoted all her attention to his cock, sucking all nine inches of it between her lips. He tasted boyishly sweet and musky, all at the same time. Even his sweat smelled sweet and perfumed to her.
She licked the underside of his shaft, slowly bringing the tip of her tongue around his thickness, then up and down, feeling his gorged veins which crisscrossed his hard young sex. His prick head was swollen beyond belief, resembling a perfectly shaped mushroom. It was shiny with her warm saliva.
She drilled her tongue tip into his gaping piss slit, squeezing his dong to expand the opening further. She was rewarded by a sudden hot oozing of his watery pre-come. She swirled the spicy mixture around the end of her tongue before swallowing it.
Bobby was excited by the way she was avidly sucking his prick. He felt the electric-like current of fuck sensations rising inside his shaft like mercury in a thermometer.
It won't be long now, he thought, caressing her boobs.
She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the developing muscles rippling with anticipation. He was humping back at her face, propping himself up on one elbow, watching his prick disappear, then magically reappear, wet with saliva from her mouth.
She was like a woman possessed. Her head bobbed furiously up and down. Bobby felt a scream beginning deep in his throat. He panted for breath, his chest heaving. His heart was pounding like a bass drum.
"Edna ... Edna ... it feels so good ... never this good before ... fuck ... shit!"
He started to buck her. She gripped both his thighs and pinned him down to the bed as he struggled to pound his cock into her mouth. But he was so excited, he was doing more to make his prick miss her mouth than to aim it directly between her lips.
He was afraid Edna was going to suck his cock right off his body! She was like a human vacuum cleaner, her lips like powerful suction cups. The fuck sensations were becoming stronger, indicating the immense pressure building up in his loins.
He had never felt such thunderous precome vibrations before. Even when he jerked off, sometimes four or five times in a row, it had never been like this. He didn't think his body would be able to take it. His balls were about to burst!
My God, he thought, if this is how it feels when she's blowing me, imagine what it'll be like flicking her!
She fisted him as she sucked, establishing a sensual rhythm, an exquisitely delicious friction as her hand and mouth both went up and down in unison over his cock, so that he oozed a steady stream of fluid over Edna's knuckles.
Bobby wanted to come desperately, but it was as if his body had suddenly turned numb. His balls were getting tighter. They pressed up against his pelvis.
Then it happened.
He cried out, squirming in pleasure as he ejaculated into Edna's mouth. Her tongue, lips and fingers all worked together to bring about the keenest, most intense come the boy had yet experienced.
Her hot saliva lubricated his shaft as her tongue trailed up and down his underside. She cupped her lips around his swollen glans and sucked the semen out of his shaft as if it was a thick straw.
His elbows collapsed underneath him and he fell back on the bed, spreading his legs and wriggling his toes ecstatically as he came in blinding ecstasy. His orgasm burned white hot, as if his come was molten lava, and his nerve ends tingled with delight, communicating throughout his body the pleasure he was receiving through powerful fuck sensations.
His ass cheeks hollowed out as he pressed his loins against her face, his pubes mashing against her upper lip. He howled with pleasure, giggling and gasping and moaning all at once. He saw the thick, stringy gism oozing out of the corners of Edna's mouth as she struggled to swallow every hot drop.
His cock jerked spasmodically between her lips. He felt his glans rubbing against the in-side of her mouth. A wild grin of pleasure spread across his handsome young face.
The boy's cock flopped in her mouth like a fish out of water. She had all she could do to just keep it from flopping out entirely. He was so huge, his cock so terribly, terribly thick- and seeming to become even thicker!
Breathing through her nostrils, Edna swallowed his gooey gobs of spunk, letting the steaming mixture run down her throat and warm her stomach. He was absolutely delicious! She sucked harder, hoping he would keep on shooting his precious load.
But all things must come to an end. When he was dry, she gave his cock one last suck and gently took it out of her mouth and let it flop against his belly. The boy's eyes took a few moments to focus. His body stopped twitching. His chest rose and fell more naturally.
"Jesus, that was good," he said in a hoarse voice which was barely audible.
Edna ran her tongue over sperm-stained lips, savoring his sperm taste. She took his cock gently in hand and caressed it lovingly, looking at it as if it held the deepest and most profound secrets on earth.
Edna thought it was the most perfectly shaped penis she had ever seen.
"When can we fuck?" Bobby asked.
Edna chuckled. The pattern was already being established. Once she had her boy there was no stopping him. A boy as young as Bobby -- who was virtually at the peak of his sexual powers -- could have erection after erection, with as many orgasms in between.
She thought of how it had been with Harry. Especially in the past year, before he left her. Most of the time she had to do the prompting to get him into bed. And their sex life seemed to terminate when he found out she was fooling around with young boys. That had pissed him off no end.
She looked at the boy's cock, which had remained hard, shiny still with her saliva and remnants of his come, and thought of Harry's dumpy little thing. There was more hair than cock, she had said to herself many times.
Harry was peculiar anyway. He didn't like to get blown often. Didn't like corn holing a woman. While, on the other hand, every boy she had encountered had been more than willing to try anything, from oral to genital to anal sex. The more variation the better seemed to be the general rule with young boys -- and they loved exploring as many different positions as possible too.
Bobby would be no exception.
Edna didn't want to spring the idea of butt fucking yet, though she almost felt more in-dined to experience that with the boy now than actual fucking. But there was time for that later. Her cunt couldn't hold out much longer without his cock anyway.
She smiled, letting go of Bobby's manly cock. "Yes, of course we can fuck. I'm more than ready to feel that big thing of yours up my sweet little pussy!"
"Now you're talking!" he exclaimed.
Edna had never felt better. She took him in her arms. Bobby sighed gratefully. They French kissed passionately, their tongues probing each other's mouth. Hers swept over his teeth and gums while he tried to suck it. She tasted sweet and sultry.
She lay half on top of him, her hairy bush scratching his upper thigh. Then his belly. Then his hard dick.
Her tits, pressed against his heaving chest, flattened. Her pointed nipples spiked his flesh. He felt the swell of her buttocks, his nails digging sensually into her skin. He could feel her arousal building. It gave him a feeling of power. She made him feel he could accomplish anything!
She licked his lips and face, his neck and shoulders. Her tongue left in its wake a trail of saliva. She licked under his armpits, over the sparse hairs, tasting his musky-sweet moistness. moans rang in her ears. No one ever had made him more aware of his own body. Sensations cropped up from every pore, spreading over him like a blanket, comforting him.
She felt his hand reaching underneath her, playing with her tits, then going down to her creaming cooze where he ran his fingers through her damp pubes, feeling for the outline of her slit.
She rubbed her pussy against his hand, reveling in the warm liquidy feeling of an impending orgasm.
She pulled away from him, playing, poking and teasing him, and drilled the tip of her tongue into his navel He squirmed delightedly, waiting for the touch of her lips on his sex.
"I want to fuck you so badly," he whispered dryly. "I want to feel my cock inside your beautiful pussy!"
"Tell me what else you want," she urged him, wanting to hear him express his wanton desires verbally.
Chapter Three
"I want to suck your hard, delicious nipples," he continued, his voice low with emotion. "Then I want to press my lips against your twat and lick it until it's completely dry!"
"Go on!" she whispered breathlessly. "What else? What else!"
Now Bobby was becoming excited. Almost too excited to talk. He wanted to break .out laughing, jump up and down, do something. He felt his balls tightening as they filled with come again.
"Then I want you to suck my prick. You could suck my cock a thousand times and I'd never get tired of it. I want your tongue ... all over my body ... Jesus, Edna, I can feel my cock. You're pressing on it. It's so near your cunt. Let me put it inside. Help me. Show me what to do. I want to fuck you. Edna, now! Now!"
The woman rolled off him. Onto her back. Bobby sat up, his long thick boy cock arching up at a slight angle from his young, golden-haired loins.
"You seem to know something about fucking," she said gently.
"Yeah, I guess so," he said, blushing.
Edna smiled. The boy was so cute and innocent! "Here," she said, positioning him between her legs. "Now lay on top of me, your cock resting on my pussy. That's my boy ... yes, yes ... easy does it ..."
She reached underneath the boy and grabbed hold of his burgeoning erection. "I'll guide your cock into my pussy," she said. "That's all there is to it. You don't even have to be a terrific shot. Then you push your shaft in and out of my cunt. In and out. In and out. But don't pull it all the way out until you get the hang of it. You might have trouble getting it back in!"
He had never felt more nervous in his life. His heart was pounding. His senses filled with the lustful desire to penetrate her beautiful quim. He felt her hand on his rock-hard cock. He pushed forward, helping her to guide him into her. He felt so awkward!
Then he felt his glans touching something wet and warm and slippery. He looked down and saw himself beginning to disappear into her slit. He gasped as he felt her strong cuntal membranes and muscles clutching hold of his shaft and drawing him deeper inside her.
Inch by inch he slipped inside her. She started to moan, all the time telling him how long and thick his cock was.
Then she let go of his shaft and he did the rest, thrusting it into her to the hilt. She spread her legs as wide as they would go and arched her back. She wanted to accommodate every inch of his magnificent member.
He eased himself into her gingerly, not wanting to hurt her. She felt so tight and hot! Very tight. And slick as oil. He felt her body tensing underneath him. He was in her to the hilt. She sighed, her eyes rolling ecstatically in their sockets.
Her shapely legs went around his slim waist in a scissor-like grip.
Bobby couldn't believe it. He was actually in Edna's cunt. He was about to hick for the first time! It felt wonderful!
It was awkward at first, and several times he nearly pulled his cock out of her too far, but soon the boy was pumping into her like a pro, overcome by his own cock sensations.
"Oh my God!" Edna moaned. "God! God! God!"
"Am I doing it right?" the boy whispered between clenched teeth.
"Christ yes! You're so big inside me you can t do wrong! Just keep fucking me ... oh Lord it feels marvelous!"
Edna grabbed hold of his buttocks and pushed him forward. She squeezed and made her channel tighter. She could feel every thick inch of him inside her, pressing deeper inside her cunt than any boy's cock had ever gone before. She was ecstatic with pleasure!
"Ohhh, Edna, you're so fucking good and tight!" he groaned.
Her head was spinning. The outline of his cockhead was embedded in her innermost fuck flesh, bringing out hidden sensations the likes of which she had never experienced before.
He was slamming into her a mile a minute, his panting breath filling the air. Their sweat sleeked bodies rubbed excitingly and she could feel his body tightening up, preparing to come.
Her middle finger inched in between his ass cheeks and reamed across the boy's virgin ass-hole. He whimpered with delight, startled that she would want to do such a thing. But he didn't mind: the feeling was too good to want it to end. He whispered his desires in her ear, moaning constantly, his come building steadily, his passion mounting until it began to infiltrate all parts of his trembling body.
He could feel her vaginal muscles and flesh folds wrapped pulsatingly around his prick. He looked down and saw her inner redolent pussy flesh blossom out like an exotic flower every time he pulled his cock partially out of her, then cave inward as he slammed back between her pouting pussy lips: It was the most exciting thing he had ever seen!
"Keep it up, baby," Edna rasped. "You're so fucking big I can't believe it! I've never had a prick so big inside me. You're; going to split me in two. I swear to Christ you are! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!"
Bobby sucked her nipples like an infant while she combed her fingers through his long, thick blond hair. Her hands then ran in circles down his back, returning to the crevice which hid his puckered asshole. She pressed her middle finger against his bung hole and he moaned with pleasure.
"Do that again!" he exclaimed.
She exerted more pleasure. She could feel his shit hole giving in to the pressure.
I don't know what she's doing, Bobby thought, but it feels good and that's all that counts.
The sensations were now so intense, his cock aflame with such passion and desire, it frightened the youngster. He never imagined a body could produce such sensations. He loved Edna for making these feelings deep in-side him.
She felt underneath him, letting his wet cock stroke across her fingers each time he slammed back into her cunt. His thrusts were short but, because of the sheer length of his penis, penetrating. She could feel by the way his testicles were tightening that he was almost ready to shoot his come load.
She reached orgasm, arching her back in delight and nearly throwing the fifteen-year-old off the bed. She writhed under his weight, letting the wondrous sensations envelope and carry her away as if she was on a calm sea at dawn, her body floating effortlessly.
"Ohhh, my little boy.., my little fuckboy!" she moaned. "Bobby, you feel so good inside me ... I can't begin to tell you how good. I want to really feel your thickness now. That's it, slam into me, really SLAM! THAT'S IT, BABY!"
She orgasmed quickly again. And again. And again. A rapid -- fire chain -- like machine gun fire ripping through her -- that made her feel like climbing the walls in ecstasy.
"Shitttt!" he hissed, his eyeballs rolling in their sockets. He rotated his ass, corkscrewing his prick inside her. "Ohhhh! Jeez!" he screamed, his voice breaking like a little girl's.
He can't go on much longer, Edna thought long. He's a natural!
He fell forward, as if someone had pushed him from behind, and Edna felt the first wad of come explode inside her steaming cunt. He grunted once, then yelped for joy, writhing in ecstasy. His ass pounded down, his pelvis wriggled and pressed, sending his prick so deep inside her she thought she could feel his cock head rubbing against her backbone.
She came again, this time with him, their bodies wrapped tightly around each other. They clutched, shivering with pleasure. Tears formed in Edna's eyes, tears of happiness and gratitude.
The boy was trying so hard to please her. She had never known such enthusiastic fucking from any of her boy lovers. He was like a fuck machine! Nothing could stop him! The bed was even moving away from the wall, he was slamming into her so hard.
She forced his mouth down on hers, kissing him passionately, whispering low she loved him, how happy he was making her, how she had never felt this good before. Her vagina burned, exploding into myriad fuck sensations. Her vision blurred. Tears ran down her cheeks.
His cock jerked inside her, spewing more come wads, soaking her four cuntal walls. She thought he would never stop. He had more semen in his balls than she thought possible!
After he had shot his entire load he lay panting on top of her, his cock still rock hard inside her. Edna urged him to continue. She was just about to climax again when he stopped.
"But I've just come ... Jesus, Edna, it was so good ... but I can't again, so soon ..." he pleaded.
"Please, sweetheart, keep fucking. You can come again so quickly, believe me! I'm so close again I can taste it. Don't stop now, for God's sake!"
"Okay, if you say so!"
He started to fuck her, feeling proud that he could exert such power over a grown woman-that he should be fucking a woman of Edna's beauty at all! He was on top of the world. No longer a virgin! A fifteen-year-old kid fucking a grown woman! It was incredible! God, if only his aunt and uncle knew this was happening! Or his parents-or the guys back home!
But he knew he couldn't tell anyone. At least not while he was here. He knew a good thing when he had it!
He renewed his powerful hick strokes, his cock slicing effortlessly through Edna's deliciously hot cuntal folds. He already felt the beginnings of another orgasm. Of course I can come again, he thought. I was crazy not to think I could! If I can jack off five times in a row I can hick Edna until she's ready to faint dead away!
Edna was climbing the walls with pleasure. Bobby's cock seemed not only to thicken but to elongate inside her pussy channel. He was magnificent! Already he was experimenting with new rhythms and variations, pacing himself with slow deep thrusts, then jabbing his penis into her, directly against her burgeoned clit button.
"Harder!" she cried. "Really give it to me this time! I want to feel every fucking inch, sweetheart!"
Her words excited him. He grabbed hold of her buttocks, lifting her ass up off the bed, while at the same time getting on his knees so he could hick into her at a more exhilarating angle. He went into her to the hilt, all nine thick inches of his boyish tool.
Edna couldn't keep still. They were both so excited, so aroused, so filled with energy and lustful passion they fucked as if their very lives depended upon it. Fingers dug into warm, moist flesh, hot breaths fanned each other's cheeks. Their minds and bodies were swollen with the need to fulfill their innermost desire-to experience the best fuck sensations possible.
The boy was panting so hard he couldn't speak His body was drenched in sweat. The bed sheets were stained with his come and her pussy juices. And sweat. Perspiration soaked the sheets directly underneath their flailing bodies.
"Faster!" Edna screamed passionately. "Harder, you little fuckboy. Pound that meat into my pussy, baby! Goddamnit, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
The boy was practically weeping now. His body felt as if it was melting. He came again, this time his body inundated with the keenest of fuck sensations, sparks of pleasure exploding in his loins. He writhed in ecstasy, his cock never stopping its in-and-out stroking.
His slim young ass cheeks quivered as he sent his cock into her again, this time letting his dong rest inside her as her cuntal muscles and membranes acted like countless little squirming fingers massaging and jerking him off, caressing his cock dry of its come load.
Edna threw her head back until her forehead was pressing into the mattress. She screamed and hollered, tears flowing unchecked down her flushed cheeks. Her body was a bright pink, her body temperature rising another ten degrees.
She climaxed again and again, his boy prick triggering such emotion she wondered if he would kill her with pleasure.
"Oh, sweet Christ!" she howled, choking on her words. Her neck muscles were stretched and the blood was pounding in her head.
And still the boy didn't stop!
He started to fuck her again, slowly this time, building a steady stream of sensations inside her until they both burst again, many minutes later, bathed in a bright glow of ecstasy.
Only then did the boy stop. He was thoroughly exhausted. His breath came in raspy pants. He eased himself off Edna, his cock slipping out of her. It was limp and glistened with her juices.
She sighed and stretched languidly as he lay beside her on the sweat- and come-drenched bed. His prick twitched on his belly. It looked like a pale thick snake. His glans still oozed come. A viscous string of it lay lengthwise across his belly.
Neither of them spoke for a few minutes. They were too busy catching their breath and enjoying the peaceful afterglow of their lovemaking.
Edna leaned over, her tits touching his chest, and kissed him on the lips. A gentle kiss of gratitude. "I could never begin to tell you how wonderful you've made me feel," she whispered. "You're so young ... so handsome ... God ..."
He fondled her breasts. He looked at her with sleepy eyes. "I promise never to tell anyone," he said earnestly. "It'll be our little secret. I can see you again, can't I? I want to make love to you over and over and over. Mmmmm, you make me feel so good inside!"
"You can see me whenever you like," she said, combing her fingers through his hair. His forehead was dotted with perspiration. "But you'd better be going now. My God, it must be hours since you came. And all those boxes are still in the attic."
Bobby giggled.
"There's so much I want to teach you," she said thoughtfully, absently caressing his downy cheeks. "You'll be my star pupil!"
"I promise to get an A in every subject," he said, chuckling.
They both sat up. Bobby rubbed his eyes. "I think I'm going to lie in the sun and sleep," he said, getting weakly to his feet and stretching. Edna admired his lithe young body, so slim and tan.
"I wish I could join you," Edna said, pulling on her robe.
"Why don't you? You can come in the backyard ..."
"Maybe another time. We don't want your aunt and uncle getting suspicious. You can always invite me for a swim."
"When can I see you again? How soon?" he asked, getting into his underpants and shorts.
"As soon as you like. As long as your aunt and uncle don't think something is up. That's the important thing to remember."
"Don't be so paranoid. Why should they think we're fucking?"
"You're probably right, but it doesn't hurt to be careful. We'd both be in hot water if anyone ever caught us."
"I'll come over tomorrow morning," he said. "I'll think of something to tell Aunt Betty. I'll go out for a long walk or something. Don't worry, I'll think of something. She's usually out shopping anyway. She loves to buy things."
"Just make sure you're not seen," Edna cautioned. But she felt safe. Bobby was an intelligent boy. He would be careful.
"Don't worry," he laughed. "I want you all for myself!"
She walked him to the front door and they kissed, the boy pressing his loins against her, copping a quick feel inside her robe. She giggled, feeling like an adolescent herself.
Then he was gone, running back next door. She sighed, wishing it was already morning.
Chapter Four
That evening during dinner, Bobby's thoughts were concentrated on Edna. He ate absently, as if he was half asleep. Scenes of their lovemaking ran through his mind like an old but cherished film. By dessert the boy had a throbbing hard-on which was already oozing a steady trickle of pre-come.
He wanted to run up to his room and masturbate.
He squirmed in his seat, surreptitiously adjusting the front of his jeans to better accommodate the burgeoning length and width of his erection. He wanted desperately to shoot his load. He gagged on the chocolate pudding.
"Bobby, what's the matter with you?" his aunt asked. His uncle looked at him and smiled.
"He looks like he had a rough day," his uncle commented.
"That's beside the point. Eat properly," she admonished the boy.
Bobby's uncle wondered why the fifteen-year-old seemed so preoccupied. He shook his head, as if he couldn't begin to fathom an answer. Kids, he thought. That seemed to sum it all up for him.
"Bobby was helping Edna with some things in her attic," Aunt Betty informed her husband.
"Oh?"
"Yeah," Bobby said, mouth fall of pudding. He felt himself blushing. "She had a bunch of boxes and cartons lying around. They had to be carried downstairs into the, uh, basement" He swallowed another spoonful of dessert.
"Sounds pointless to me, but I guess Edna knows what she's doing," Aunt Betty said, chuckling to herself. She sighed. "I wonder how she's getting on without Harry. Seems he's been gone for an awful long time now."
"I bet he ran out on her," Bobby's uncle said.
Bobby gulped down the rest of his dessert.
"I wouldn't doubt it Edna's so sweet, but Harry's a strange bird. Can't figure him out half the time. Probably has a few girls on the side -- something like that."
Her husband smiled, glancing at Bobby, who he noticed was blushing scarlet. He laughed. "You've embarrassed our young nephew, darling. I don't think he's used to this kind of candid conversation at the dinner table!"
"Uh, I'm going upstairs to watch some TV before I hit the sack," Bobby said nervously, getting up from the table so quickly he nearly knocked his chair over. His uncle tried unsuccessfully to hide a grin.
As Bobby ran up the stairs, two steps at a time, he hoped his aunt and uncle hadn't noticed the bulge of his pants. He locked his bedroom door and undressed quickly. When he was about to unbutton his jeans he stopped, remembering the full-length mirror behind the closet door. He put his shirt back on.
He opened the closet door wide and stood before the mirror, looking at his own reflection.
The hell with TV, he thought He started to slowly unbutton his shirt, half closing his eyes, imagining his fingers were really Edna's fingers. She was undressing him.
He finished unbuttoning his shirt, his heart pounding with anticipation, and ran his hands in circles over his bare chest. He could feel his cock pulsating inside his underpants. It was hard and hot.
He started to pant, swaying on the balls of his feet, as he unzipped his pants and massaged his cock over his white briefs, further exciting himself. All the while he was imagining Edna next to him, her naked body pressing sensually against his. His cock gave a jerk in his pants and he moaned.
He pulled down his pants, then his underpants. He saw how pale his loins looked in contrast to the rest of his tanned body. His cock was fully erect. He held it in his hand, stroking the underside of his shaft with the fiat of his palm.
His tongue ran over his dry lips. He closed his eyes and groaned, fisting his cock and feeling the oozing pre-come over his knuckles.
"Edna," he gasped, opening his eyes and seeing how swollen his cockhead was. His prick, even to himself, did look enormous. His knees began to tremble. He knew if he continued caressing himself like this he would come. He decided to get into bed and shut the lights. His aunt and uncle would think he went to bed early.
He felt the coolness of clean linen sheets over his naked body. He rubbed his hard cock against it, spreading his legs wide apart.
He fondled his testicles in his left hand while fisting his hard schlong with his right His tumescence pulsated hotly in his hand. He could feel his balls tightening already. He remembered what it was like in Edna's cunt ... how it had felt when he climaxed ... Edna's tongue on his glans ... his semen filling her mouth ... her finger against his anus ...
His hand left his nuts and swept up over his belly, as Edna's had done. He imagined she was now in bed with him. He massaged his boyish teats as she had done. He combed his fingers through his golden pubes, exciting himself until he was breathing heavily.
"Oh shit," he whispered between clenched teeth, his ass beginning to hop up and down on the mattress. "Shit, this is going to be good!"
His left hand came back to his balls and massaged them, feeling their come weight. His other hand flailed unceasingly over his rigid shaft. He stopped just before his cock was about to explode.
Exhaling through his nostrils like a bull in heat, the fifteen-year-old relaxed, letting his cock get a little limp in his hand. He felt the sweat running in drops from under his arms. His legs and belly felt clammy, as did the moist crevice separating his buttocks.
He lay still, his breathing returning to a halfway normal rate. His thoughts returned to Edna and he felt his cock stiffening. His breathing gathered momentum again, turning to a raspy pant His legs opened and shut in anticipation of the pleasure he was about to experience.
The need to feel those wonderful cock sensations was strong and insistent.
He felt his cock's pulsating hardness in his hand. He slowly stroked the entire length, humping upward into the hollow of his fist as if it was Edna's vagina. The semen boiled in his testicles.
He liked to hold himself from coming as long as possible. It made his eventual orgasm more pleasurable. He could feel the come inching up his shaft like molten lava.
"Edna ..." he moaned, letting her name leave his lips slowly so he could almost taste her. He writhed under the sheets, arching his back and rejoicing in the feel of his hard young cock.
"Edna ... " he repeated softly, clenching his teeth and throwing his head back, his neck muscles straining, bulging outward. He closed his eyes and his fist was like a machine, pumping his tumescence faster and faster, flailing over his hot rod, a mere blur as the sensations intensified, started to spread outward from his young loins.
His fist went relentlessly up and down over his hard cock. He could feel his shaft thickening. Oh God, he thought. Oh God, oh God, oh God!
His piss slit oozed pre-come fluid. It ran down his shaft, over his knuckles, lubricating his fist strokes. His fist made a sticky, liquid noise as it flailed over his dong.
Bobby felt his cock jerking in his tight grip as if it was about to be ripped from his body. He gasped. Then moaned loudly. His ass heaved upward and he threw off the sheets so he wouldn't soil them with his come.
He gasped, groaning with pleasure as the first wad of pearl-colored liquid flew out of his cock and splashed on his chest His hand pumped faster and faster, from the root of his shaft to the very tip of it.
"Ohh Christ!" he hissed like a snake. His whole body was jerking and twitching spasmodically. He lifted his ass up off the bed, pumping madly, come splashing all over his belly and thighs, dribbling down in between his wiry pubic hairs.
He steadied himself on the balls of his feet, his head going back so far his nose was nearly touching the pillow. The thrust of his orgasm had nearly thrown him out of bed. He was in complete ecstasy, his come building in pleasure until he was moaning and moaning.
He nearly succeeded in achieving a second orgasm, his thighs straining to contain his pleasure, his chest muscles locked in protruding ribbons across his belly, his mouth drooling saliva, but he didn't quite make it.
Soon he was pumped dry and gradually his body settled back on the bed. He ran the palm of his hand over his belly, smearing globe of his juice.
"Shit, that was good!" he panted.
He felt the warm globe of spent gism on his flesh and rubbed some of the slimy liquid between his fingers.
"Damn!" In his excitement he had forgotten to take some tissues to bed with him. He got out of bed and padded barefoot and bareassed to the adjoining bathroom. He wiped himself clean and turned off the light. Just in case, he took a bunch of tissues and stuffed them under his pillow.
As soon as he was under the covers he felt his loins tightening again. He couldn't stop thinking of Edna. Her nakedness floated in his mind. Her voluptuous body shimmered in the darkness.
"I love you, Edna," he whispered. Then a few minutes later, "I'll never get to sleep this way ... "
He wished his window overlooked her bedroom. Then perhaps she could undress for him before he went to bed, so he would have a fresh image of her in his mind when he took his cock in hand.
He wondered what Edna was doing now. It was still early. Was she downstairs watching TV? Eating something in the kitchen? Undressing for bed? Masturbating between the covers?
He remembered the first time he had jerked off. He had just turned twelve. It had been in the bathroom. He had stolen one of his father's Playboy magazines and after looking at the pictures his cock had gotten achingly hard. An older boy had told him what to do. He followed instructions and experienced a piercingly keen stab of pleasure, his cock spurting its milky white seed over his belly.
He loved the unique male sensation-that liquid rush up his shaft, then the blinding flash of heat and tingling desire.
Now Bobby jacked off frequently, especially in the hot weather. It seemed he had a hardon twenty-four hours a day. He went to bed with one and woke up with one, sometimes after experiencing a sensual wet dream. Then the sheets would be moist with his spent seed.
Bobby felt the urge taking over him. He would have to submit. He'd never get any sleep if he didn't His body was too tensed up for sleep. He was anticipating tomorrow morning, when he would see Edna again. He was anxious to continue with his "lessons."
He wanted to tell someone what he had done with Edna. He thought of Phillip, the boy he had met when he arrived to stay with his aunt and uncle. He hadn't seen him for a couple of days. Bobby wondered what he had been doing.
Philip was a year older than Bobby, with wide innocent-looking eyes and light brown curly hair. He wanted to tell him about Edna but he couldn't He had promised Edna he wouldn't, and he wasn't sure Philip could be relied upon to keep a secret. He was something of a loudmouth.
He sighed, wishing he didn't have to go hack home at the end of the summer. He would probably never see Edna again. The thought saddened him. He knew he would never tire of Edna's voluptuous body. He dreaded the day he would have to leave her. Already he was in her spell.
But his thoughts took a more pleasant turn. His prick was hard again, and its pulsations were communicating one thing to his brain -- he would have to come again or go crazy!
Gripping his hard peter, feeling the blood-gorged veins against his fingers, he spread his legs and made himself comfortable, sinking into the mattress as if he was a block of ice melting on hot sand. He felt the weight of his come-filled balls, their smooth, almost completely hairless roundness.
He remembered what Edna had done with her finger. Pressing it against his asshole. Did she mean to stick it up his butt hole? She never did more than rub and press his puckered hole.
He started to jerk off.
In his mind he was once again balling Edna, her curved body writhing and moving sensually underneath him while his cock jack hammered in and out of her dripping twat: It was wonderful! He could taste her honey pot, feel her pear-shaped tits in his hands, the hot sweaty touch of her skin against his, their pelvises mashing together in a frantic dance of desire ...
He loved the way her clitoris swelled as his cock reamed across it. He could picture her glistening pussy as it oozed her juices. And the she climaxed, her body twitching and her nails digging into his flesh. He still had welts on his hack. He would have to be careful to keep his shirt or T-shirt on while he was by the pool, for fear his aunt or uncle would question the red marks.
It made Bobby feel powerful, manly, to have such control over a woman who was old enough to be his mother. Or was she old enough? She seemed so young, more like an older sister than a mother. Yes, like an older, experienced sister.
He felt his balls tightening.
"Ohhhh!" he sighed, beating his thick cock meat.
It was getting hot under the sheets. Outside it was warm and sultry, without even the relief of a mild breeze. Bobby kicked off the covers.
His heels beat a steady, persistent tattoo against the mattress as he felt the cosmic-like energy travel up his prick shaft as if his cock was directly plugged into an electric outlet.
He pumped his cock harder, his fist traveling up and down the entire nine-inch length, his prick head expanding like a balloon. He began puffing, as if running a hard race and quickly nearing the finish line. His ass hopped up and down. Sweat poured off him, soaking the sheet.
With his free hand he decided to experiment.
While one hand flailed over his raging tumescence, his other trailed slowly down below his scrotum, to the short ridge of flesh which ran to his puckered asshole. As he stroked his prick he pressed his middle finger against his anus. It felt good!
He pressed harder, feeling his anus giving way to the thrusting digit Should I shove it into my asshole? he wondered. Is that really what Edna was going to do? He was getting closer and closer to that wonderful moment of release, when his spunk would fly through the air like rain, splattering on his belly and thighs.
As he tugged on his penis he exerted more pressure against his bung hole. Sure enough he felt his digit slipping effortlessly inside his shit channel. It still felt good, a whole new set of sensations which seemed to intensify those burgeoning in his loins.
He lifted his butt and pressed harder. His finger went halfway into his ass.
"Jeez!" he gasped. It was a strange feeling. A feeling of pressure. His ass was moist and tight He could feel his inner butt flesh wrapping around his finger like a glove, pulling it inward-the same feeling he got when he flicked Edna.
Moaning in anticipation, his piss slit trickling a steady ooze of his fuck fluids, he slammed his finger all the way up his shit channel and nearly hit the ceiling. He thought his eyes would pop out of his head. He was touching something soft and yielding. It made him want to come right away!
The boy didn't know he was rubbing the tip of his finger against his sensitive prostate gland.
"Oh Jesus!" he rasped, clearing his throat.
His knuckles were tightly pressed against his buttocks. He moved his finger in and out of his steaming bung hole. It felt good. Really good! He pressed his finger against his sensitized prostate and moaned with pleasure. He pumped his tool frantically.
"This ... is ... gonna ... be ... good ..." he gasped between pants. Now that Edna had whetted his appetite and he had experienced fuck sensations that were truly spectacular and more intense than any he had ever experienced before, he wanted all his comes to be great ones. He wanted his cock to be ripped in half by them!
He couldn't keep his ass from hopping as he pressed the tip of his finger against his prostate. The sensations rushing through him now were leaving him breathless with excitement The harder he pressed against his prostate the greater the urge for him to shoot his load.
Spittle formed at the corners of his mouth. His head went to and fro on the pillow, his body blanketed in sensation. He was on a roller coaster, going up and up, about to reach that point where the track would suddenly veer straight down and the wind would be rushing against his face.
He wanted to scream out loud but contained himself. He didn't want his aunt and uncle disturbing him now!
Bobby was being transported to a land of pure cock sensations. A place where nothing else mattered. His body seemed to be dissolving.
His prick exploded and he stifled a scream of pleasure. He pressed his finger right against his prostate, making the initial rush of ecstasy so keen he thought he would faint.
The first wad hit his shoulder. The next splashed against his neck. His arched back hovered over the bed. He pumped his cock unmercifully, milking his tool completely. Wad after sizzling hot wad flew up in the darkness.
Every muscle strained. His body was rigid. The pleasure sensations were absolutely awesome! He finger-fucked his bung hole, further increasing the fuck sensations until he was writhing and moaning with delight.
The pleasure seemed to end as quickly as it had begun. His body was splattered here and there with his spent sperm. He pulled his finger out of his slick shit chamber, grimacing as it popped out of his puckered anus.
He panted for breath, falling back on the bed. His hand shook as he reached under his pillow for the tissues. He wiped himself as best he could in the dark, then walked to the bathroom, nearly tripping over a chair by the window.
He washed his hands thoroughly and wiped his butt. He toweled off the rest of the come drops. His cock hung low between his thighs. His eyes were tired and blood shot. He looked into the mirror and couldn't help smiling.
He groaned as he massaged his aching balls. He turned the bathroom light off and walked bowlegged back to bed. The sheets were moist with sweat and come. But Bobby was too tired to care.
He exhaled deeply, a sigh of gratitude and relief. He felt much better now. Ready for sleep. He needed it He wanted to be ready for a whole day of fucking with Edna. He would make her so happy!
He lay in the still darkness with one hand on his cock, caressing his aching balls, finding comfort in his dwindling erection. His eyes closed and his hand fell limply to his side. His breathing became regular again.
He slept
Chapter Five
Bobby saw his friend Philip walking up the driveway and cursed under his breath, beating his thigh with his fist.
He could feel his erection pressing against the front of his shorts, making him feel giddy with lust. He was about to sneak next door to see Edna. His aunt had just gone out shopping and he had told her he would be out and not to worry about fixing him lunch. She would probably be away all afternoon anyway.
The doorbell rang. He froze by the window, wondering whether to let the bell ring until Philip left, or answer the door and think up an excuse.
"Damn!" he said, walking to answer the bell as it rang again.
"Hi!" Philip said as Bobby opened the door. "Long time, no see!"
The slender sixteen-year-old was only slightly taller than Bobby. The two could almost be taken as brothers. He too was wearing a T-shirt and cutoffs and sneakers. Bobby hoped his friend didn't notice his pulsating hard-on.
"Come in," Bobby said, feeling weak in the knees. Why did he have to show up now? he asked himself, impatient as hell to get over to Edna's house.
"You look a little funny," Philip observed. "You okay?"
Bobby managed to smile. "I was up late last night watching a horror flick." He cursed himself for not saying he wasn't feeling well. Maybe then Philip would have left.
"I thought we'd go over and fuck that beautiful chick next door. How come I don't have neighbors like that?"
Bobby's heart nearly fell out of his mouth. "What?" he said faintly.
Philip laughed. "Hey, I was only kidding. You're too young for that kind of thing."
"Very funny."
Philip laughed again, patting Bobby on the shoulder. "What's her name anyway?"
"Edna."
"Edna! Well, we're on a first name basis. Very impressive!"
Bobby wanted to sit down. The room was starting to swirl around him.
"Let's go out back," said Philip. "Jesus, she's got the best looking tits I've ever seen. Man, I wouldn't kick her out of bed, let me tell you."
Bobby mutely followed his friend through the kitchen to the backyard. The water in the pool glistened like a layer of jewels in the bright sunshine. They hid behind the cabin where guests could change into their bathing suits and watched Edna.
"Get a load of those tits. Jesus!" Philip rubbed his crotch. "Man, I'd love to give it to her!"
"Yeah," Bobby said, his voice barely audible.
"What's the matter with you today? You queer or something? I'm getting a hard-on just looking at her. Shit!"
Edna was lounging in her backyard, clad in a scanty bikini which accentuated the swell of her tits and her hourglass figure. Bobby felt lightheaded.
"Man, what a view. Now I see why you hang around the house all the time. Jesus, I feel like beating off. Can't get over those knockers. Why didn't you ever tell me you had a beautiful chick like that next door? I caught a glimpse of her coming up the drive. What a pair of knockers!"
"Let's sit down for a minute," Bobby suggested. For a minute he had thought Philip somehow had found out about him and Edna.
"Man, what I could do to that woman in bed ... "
"You sound like you've fucked a lot of girls," Bobby said as they sat by the pool. Philip couldn't keep his eyes off Edna. Bobby felt a pang of jealousy.
Philip hesitated. "Well, not exactly," he admitted good-naturedly. "I've come close-forgive the unintentional pun! -- but not close enough. A chick in my school this past semester nearly blew me. Like a dope I never got her name or address or anything."
"Nearly blew you?" Bobby repeated, suppressing a smile.
"Yeah, well, she was beginning to unzip my pants. We were kissing. It was at a party. I had my hand on her tits and all when she suddenly whispered she wanted to suck my cock. I nearly shit in my pants. She was one nice piece of ass! She felt my stiff prick and started moaning. I was a little drunk. I don't know what the hell happened, but she didn't suck it. A real prick teaser."
Bobby nodded.
"That's the story of my sex life," Philip continued with a dramatic sigh. "I'm sixteen and still a virgin. We make quite a pair. You should try to get it off with her. Older women are supposed to be great first lovers."
Bobby blushed. "Yeah ..."
"I'm getting tired of jerking off to Playboy. Wish I could get my hands in a chick's pants. Her pants," he said, pointing to Edna, who had her back to them now. She was reading a book.
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Bobby said, suppressing another smile. He was beginning to enjoy this conversation.
"Well, what do you want to do today? How many chicks should we go out and fuck?"
Bobby chuckled. "To tell the truth I'm really feeling a little queasy." He rubbed his stomach, grimacing. "Maybe something I ate."
"You kidding? Your aunt's a great cook. That meal last week was great!" Philip noticed Bobby's hard-on, which was difficult to conceal in the boy's tight shorts. He smiled. "Okay, chum. Guess I'll be seeing you. I'll give you a call later." He winked at Bobby and rubbed his own crotch. "I guess my stomach's been acting up too lately."
Bobby blushed to the roots of his hair. "No, uh, that's not what I meant. I-"
Philip laughed and held up his hand. "Tell me no lies ..." He giggled. "I feel kinda horny myself Sometime we should jack off together."
Bobby said nothing.
"Well, okay, I'll be seeing you. I'll call you."
"Okay. Fine." Bobby got up.
"If you're lucky I might introduce you to my sister. She's a wild chick. I hear she gives good head, but I wouldn't know. You have to stand in line to find out." He shook his head and smiled. "She's a real character."
"I didn't know you had a sister."
"She's a wild number. The real black sheep of the family. I try to keep it a secret."
Bobby grinned. "How old is she?"
"Fifteen. Your age. And not bad-looking either. Like me."
Bobby laughed appreciatively, but wished his friend would go.
"No, seriously, she's a nice piece of ass. For a sister, I mean. I'll see if I can fit you into her busy schedule."
Bobby smiled wanly. "Thanks, pal."
"Don't mention it. See you later. Don't let your meat loaf!"
Philip walked around the side of the house and was gone. Bobby breathed a sigh of relief. Then he noticed that Edna wasn't in her backyard. His heart skipped a beat He ran to the fence and peered over. The chair was empty; beside it was an opened book. But no Edna.
He was frightened. Could she have heard Philip talking? Maybe she thinks I told him about us!
"Oh Christ!" he said, slapping his forehead. He bounded over the fence and slid to a halt by her kitchen door. His heart was pounding. He called her name softly but there was no response.
He went inside. "Edna?"
No one answered. Maybe she's upstairs, he thought.
"Bobby? Is that you?" she called down from her room.
"Yes!" he cried, practically leaping for joy.
She came downstairs. She was bare-chested, her tits swinging to and fro excitingly. She was only wearing her bikini briefs.
He rushed to her and they embraced. His tongue went readily into her mouth. She sucked on it, moaning with desire. She could feel him beginning to tremble. She cupped his burgeoning crotch and his lips were all over her, devouring her.
"I've been waiting for you," she croaked. "It seems like days."
"My friend Philip decided to drop by," the boy said, gazing at her naked tits. He blushed when he thought of what Philip had said about Edna. "I -- I couldn't get rid of him. Finally I said I had a stomachache and he left."
"What about your aunt?"
"Oh, she's out shopping as usual. She knows I'll be out all day. It's okay. She's not in the least suspicious.
"You're a good boy," she said, roughing his hair until he giggled.
"I was tempted to tell Philip-about us I mean-but I didn't," he said proudly.
"As long as you don't get too tempted you'll keep me happy."
"Can we go upstairs?"
"You're a little anxious, aren't you!" Edna said, smiling delightedly.
"Aren't you?"
"You bet that big cock of yours I am!"
She was hot as hell for the boy. The stirring feeling in her loins had persisted since she awoke. She wondered at one point, before she decided to sit in the sun with a book to wait for him, if he was going to show up. She had been worried.
But now that he was with her she knew he would be hers for the entire summer.
They walked upstairs to her room. She asked the boy, "What's your friend like?"
"Oh, he's a nice guy. Funny. He's a year older than I am." He shrugged. "Light brown hair. Very curly. Why'd you ask?"
Now Edna shrugged. "Just curious, that's alt"
While he undressed beside the bed, Edna peeled off her bikini briefs, revealing her bushy triangle of dark pubic hair.
The boy was an Adonis, his lean young body seeming to glow in the sunlight streaming through her bedroom window. She felt her heart beating faster as she stared at his hard-on. It was throbbing, its nine-inch length bowing outward from his golden-haired loins. He looked so handsome!
"Lie down," she said, her voice hoarse with emotion. She wanted to leap on him and pin him to the floor, forcing his cock into her oozing pussy. Her self-control was ebbing quickly.
The boy lay on his back and looked at her with anticipation. He spread his legs slightly.
Edna stood before the bed and began caressing her vulva. She felt her fingers becoming wet with her gism. She did this until the boy, mesmerized by her fingers, began stroking his hard young tool It was so big it made the woman's mouth water.
She climbed onto the bed and straddled his loins.
Bobby knew what she was going to do. He held his prick up and she descended upon it, spearing herself with it, burying his erection inside her to the hilt. She clenched her teeth as she sat on his loins. He felt so huge inside her, a burning spear of pleasure between her thighs!
She wriggled her butt, sending his cock up inside her further with a corkscrewing motion the boy found exhilarating. She rotated her hips and he felt her trained cuntal membranes and muscles tugging at his dong, stroking it like liquid fire.
"Edna!" he gasped, grabbing hold of her buttocks for support. He started humping at her as she rhythmically rose and fell, rose and fell. She quickly established an exciting motion that soon had the boy climbing the walls with pleasure.
"You feel so much bigger and thicker inside me this way," she panted, her face turning red with exertion. "I can feel every beautiful inch of your penis."
She leaned over so that he could fondle her swinging tits.
"Jeez ... and your cunt feels incredibly tight.., wow!"
Her pubes brushed against his belly, rubbing against his. She reached around herself as she rose and fell to take hold of his plump young testicles. They were full of boy gism and they were pulsating madly in her hand, as if something inside them was desperately trying to get out.
"Ohhh, my little fuckboy," she cooed, her head rocking to and fro, hair spilling over her shoulders, falling on Bobby's flushed face.
She dripped sweat as she fucked the fifteen-year-old boy. He played with her tits, squeezing and titillating her mounds.
Her inner fuck flesh continuously worked on his stiff dick, and caressing it gently, like waves rising and falling. Her ass was in the air as she leaned over to kiss him. Out of the corner of his eye he could see his shaft half embedded inside her. It was such an exciting thing to watch!
He could feel the gism rising in his balls. Hold on, he said to himself, hold on!
"Fuck me!" she whispered hoarsely, biting the boy's earlobe until he sighed, humping her back faster.
"Edna ... I love you, Edna ... Edna ... "
"Feel your hard cock inside me ..."
"Feels so fucking good ... "
"Feel it rotating inside my slippery fuck channel ... "
"Mmmmmm ..."
"In and out, in and out ... God I can feel it already. You make me come so quickly, baby ... you know just what to do to make me happy!"
"I can feel your cit button each time you come down on me ... feels so thick and swollen this ... Jesus it feels good!"
"Yes," Edna moaned. Her voice trembled with emotion. She gasped, about to burst His cock ballooned inside her.
Bobby could feel the fluttering of her inner cunt flesh and therefore knew she was about to reach orgasm. He tensed himself for her violent spasms of pleasure, feeling his own approaching too.
"Ohhh my little fuckboy ... my darling little boy ... what a cock you've got ... Jesus, you're enormous ... I still can't believe how big ... can't get over it, sweetheart ... you flick so well ... so experienced already ... I can feel it, baby ... so fucking good ... good ... good ... GOOD!"
Her body was swaying so much he had to hold her upright. Her fuck cream rushed out of her cunt as she orgasmed. crying out in ecstasy. She collapsed on top of the boy, showering him with wet kisses. He started to hump her excitedly, her pleasure being transmitted to him.
"Edna, can you feel me inside you ... so tight ... so hard!"
"Keep fucking, Bobby. I can feel you, sweetheart. You never felt better!"
She pushed herself upright again and continued ramming her butt down on his pelvis, sending his cock all the way up to her womb. She watched the boy's face turn into an exciting play of emotions. He looked so adorable! She fucked him harder. He whistled between his teeth, panting for breath. His heart was pounding like a bass drum.
"Ah!" he cried out, the passionate scream getting caught in the back of his throat and turning into an animalistic groan of ecstasy.
He writhed in delight, grabbing handfuls of the bed sheet, nearly knocking them both off the bed. His head flew back and forth on the pillow, his long blond hair falling over his face, partially concealing it.
Edna rocked until she thought she would burst.
They came together, his come spurting into her fuck channel the instant her orgasm hit her full force.
His hot slippery wads hit her greased vaginal walls, intensifying her pleasure immeasurably. She didn't know what hit her. His fuck pole slammed up deep inside her. Now he was doing enough humping for them both. She rode him like a wild horse, moaning ecstatically.
It was one of the moat exciting climaxes Edna had ever experienced!
Together, they experienced total bliss, blinding pleasure. Their bodies melted into one another, their loins sizzling in ecstasy.
But Bobby wasn't about to stop there.
He forced Edna back on the bed and rolled on top of her, his cock still firmly embedded inside her pleasure channel. And still very hard. His orgasm seemed, instead of sapping some of his strength, to renew further strength in him.
"My darling!" Edna gasped with pleasant surprise.
"I want to fuck you a thousand times!" he declared, his nostrils flared like a bull in heat.
He started to immediately pound into her, great thrusts that sent his cock so deep inside her Edna thought the tip of it would slice through her back and into the mattress! He created a delicious pressure which steadily built in intensity.
"So fucking, fucking tight," he groaned, encircling his lips around a firm, pointed nipple. He tongued it, feeling its smooth roughness. The tip of his fleshy tongue glanced over the little indentations in the pink knob. He suckled like a baby, drawing great moans from Edna's throat.
She reveled in his violent fuck strokes, feeling every thick inch of his young hard tool. She wrapped her legs around his slim waist, squeezing tight, increasing the pressure in her loins until she thought she would burst. Bobby moaned appreciatively, feeling the woman's well-trained cuntal muscles tugging on his cock shaft.
The pleasure was phenomenal!
"Fuck me, baby," she whispered. "Only you can fuckme so good! And so long! You can stay hard inside me longer than anyone ever has ... you're learning fast ... my star pupil ... so fast ... fast .. ohhh, Jesus!"
She kissed him full on the lips, her tongue disappearing between them.
"Such a good little boy ..." she murmured, sucking on his tongue.
She gripped his ass cheeks, squeezing them until he winced, making him thrust harder into her.
She parted his ass cheeks and slipped her middle finger down the length of his crease, then against his red, puckered asshole. Finally, his asshole opening and closing convulsively, Edna jabbed her finger into his rectum and felt his tight young anal muscles pulling her into his shit passage.
Tears of pleasure came to his eyes. 'Thank you, Edna, thank you," he grunted, writhing in ecstasy, her digit all the way up his bunghole, pressing deliciously against his sensitive prostate gland.
He slammed into her with all his strength, harder than he'd fucked her before. There was pain and pleasure, mixed inexorably together, until Edna thought the top of her head would fly off. The pressure building inside her had to find an outlet!
Her juice spilled onto the sheet underneath their churning loins. Her slickened cunt channel, further lubricated his massive cock thrusts, making him feel even thicker and longer inside her.
She never thought a cock could go so far in-side her!
Edna pressed harder against his prostate and Bobby nearly hit the ceiling. The pressure in his butt hole reached superhuman proportions. He wasn't sure he could handle it much longer. The sensations were so unique, so heavy with pleasure!
"Fuck me!" she cried relentlessly.
He rammed into her for what seemed like hours. Days! All reality left their senses. All both of them wanted to do was come and experience the apex of their desires.
Then, without warning, Edna was gripped by one of the most intense and long-lasting climaxes of her life. She squealed in ecstasy, her body entirely blanketed by pure fuck sensations.
"Bobby! Bobby! Bobby! I love you!" she screamed.
He felt such awesome power. Energy seemed to seep from every pore. He flicked Edna as if it was second nature to him, while in reality it was only the second time in her bed!
"Yaaaa!" he screeched, slamming his prick into Edna one final time before climaxing, his hard ejaculating penis remaining fixed in position inside her pussy channel. He felt the electric-like pulsations traveling up his loins and spreading with soothing relief throughout his body.
Edna came again. And again. Colors which hadn't been recorded yet flashed across her eyes. She dug her nails into the young boy's flesh, leaving little red welts. Bobby didn't feel any pain. The pleasure coursing through his staff was so great it overcame all other bodily sensations.
He screamed and squealed like a little girl, his back arched, his face screwed up in ecstasy, white teeth flashing in a wild leer of desire.
When it was over they lay panting in each other's arms. The aroma of sex and sweat filled the air. The boy's now limp and ravaged cock fell out of Edna's cunt and onto his belly. He lay on his back, his lungs bursting for air, one arm flung over his eyes.
Edna watched his belly rise and fall as the boy gradually caught his breath. Never had she experienced anything so revitalizing. His cock was like the fountain of youth. She felt marvelous after they flicked, rejuvenated!
"How would you like a little afternoon dessert?" she whispered, combing her fingers suggestively through her pussy hairs.
Bobby's mouth watered. "You bet!" he said enthusiastically.
He leaped up, full of adolescent energy again (Edna wondered where it all came from!), smelling sweetly of boyish sweat and spent come. He forced her legs open and began fondling her exposed cit button with his middle finger. It swelled up under his touch.
"Am I doing it right?" he asked, as if it was all a game. But he already knew the answer. Edna no longer had to compliment him on his ardent lovemaking. He had gone quickly to the head of the class.
What a waste it would have been, she thought, if he had remained a virgin. All that pleasure and vitality would have been wasted! He wouldn't have known the pleasure he's experiencing now.
Bobby felt more confident each time he made Edna climax, whether by his cock or fingers or tongue. It all ended up the same way-with Edna writhing in ecstasy.
"Christ, your fingers are magical ... they cast a wonderful spell over me ... Mmm, you know all the answers. There's little more I can teach you ... never felt so flicking good ..."
He dipped his head down, aroused by her words and tone of voice, and started to lick in circles over her quivering belly. The tip of his tongue skirted the area where her pubic triangle began. Her wiry hairs tickled his nose. He giggled and Edna, in all seriousness, pressed her palm on the back of his head, wanting him to feel her raging clitoris.
She ran her fingers through his long blond hair, feeling its youthful thickness. "Let your tongue roll over my clit, baby," she suggested, moaning aloud and thoroughly aroused.
"Yes," he grunted, her strong vaginal scent a treat to his nostrils.
She saw his cock was growing hard again. She smiled, saliva filling her mouth. She could almost taste his salty essence on the end of her tongue.
"Bobby ..." she groaned, arching her back slightly.
Placing both hands on her buttocks and lifting her up to meet his outstretched tongue, the fifteen-year-old boy really started to go to town on Edna's seeping pussy.
He had never tasted so much pussy juice in all his life.
He licked her dry, placing his lips like two suction cups over her drooling sex and turned into a human vacuum cleaner as he sucked her dry of juice as quickly as her cunt could produce it.
Edna was nearly hysterical with joy. She flopped around on the bed, becoming entangled among the sheets. She moaned incessantly. Her clitoris rang out like a church bell, sending up spasmodic waves of piercing pleasure.
Bobby soon had difficulty holding her down. She thrashed on the bed like a madwoman. She gazed unseeingly at the ceiling as he rubbed the tip of his fleshy tongue against her clitoris, stimulating the woman's vagina as it had never been stimulated before.
The pleasure was almost inhuman in its powerful thrust!
All Edna was aware of were the incredibly intense sensations, like an unbroken electrical current, running from the end of his tongue to her nubbin of desire. The sensations spread throughout her body.
She opened and closed her legs convulsively, as if trying to retain the tremulous sensations. But they were not to be controlled.
It got to the point where the sensations seemed to be splitting her apart, as if effortlessly splicing the seams holding her body together. It was like pure cosmic energy taking her over. She screamed in ecstasy, her hands clutching and unclutching the air above her.
She felt herself swooning as another orgasm ripped through her. She had lost count of the climaxes.
She blacked out.
Bobby was terrified. He thought he had killed her.
At first he didn't notice anything peculiar. He was sucking her so furiously he only noticed she wasn't moving at all several minutes after she had fainted.
He quickly wiped his face of her cream, calling her name softly, not wanting to believe anything was seriously wrong. When there was no answer, when it seemed she was truly dead, he began whimpering. He put his ear to her chest and heard her steady heartbeat. It sounded normal, but he didn't know the sound of an abnormal heartbeat. Maybe her heart was beating too fast ... or too slow ...? But at least it was beating!
"Please, Edna, wake up ..." He rubbed her wrists, patted her cheeks, wondered whether to give her artificial respiration. What if she needed a doctor? Oh Christ, he thought, panicking, what'll I do now?
He continued calling her name. He shook her, her tits moving like pendulums across her chest. "Edna! Please, Edna, oh please, please!"
He started to tremble violently. He felt his own heart pounding, his cock shriveling up, quickly losing its firmness.
"EDNA!"
Edna opened her eyes and blinked them rapidly. She sounded as if she was coming out of a very deep sleep: "Bobby ... wha --?"
"Are you okay?" he asked, concern written all over his face. He continued to shake her. "Answer me, baby, are you okay?"
Edna started to giggle. "I feel so lightheaded. So strange ... did I ... did I faint?"
He nodded.
She propped herself up on one elbow. "I actually passed out?" she said incredulously. "I don't believe it. Nothing like that has ever happened to me before. What a weird sensation!" She rubbed her forehead, still in a daze.
"You sure you're okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Oh, Bobby, you're as white as a sheet. I'm so sorry! I must have scared you half to death!" She took him in her arms and patted his back as if he was an infant needing to be burped after a particularly difficult meal.
"Bobby ...I can't begin to tell you ..."
She laughed. "I know it's not funny ... it must have been scary as hell ... but I never experienced so many orgasms at once before. You're a regular little menace. Such pleasure! My God, such pleasure!"
Now Bobby laughed, relieved she was all right.
Then Edna noticed the boy's limp cock. "You must have been scared," she said, taking his prick in her hand and caressing it. It slowly came back to life. "That's better," she whispered soothingly. "Now. Where were we?"
Bobby chuckled. "You're really something, Edna. You don't give up, do you?"
"We're two of a kind, sweetheart!"
And with that said, she went down on the boy before he knew what hit him. She wanted to repay him for the fabulous sensations he had given her by tonguing out her cunt.
Her mouth encircled his growing tumescence. She started to suck eagerly, as if her life depended upon it.
"You love the taste of my cock, don't you?" he moaned, arching his back in delight.
"And the taste of your come," she said, her words muffled by the boy's erection. "Can't get enough of either!"
"And-and my balls. What about them?" He giggled. She was tickling underneath his genitals.
She gave his nuts an affectionate squeeze. "That answer your question?" she asked.
He laughed. "No!"
"How about this?" She first took one testicle, then the other, sucking on them both, cleaning them with her tongue like a cat.
"Better! Better!"
Edna couldn't help smiling to herself.
"Stick your finger up my ass!" he insisted, wriggling his butt enticingly.
Edna pressed her middle finger against his puckered hole almost before the words were out of his mouth.
"Intense!" he enthused. "Fucking intense!" She exerted more pressure and her digit disappeared inside his anus.
He was writhing with pleasure now. She sucked on his nuts, running her tongue over his swollen, come-filled sacs. The sporadic growth of pubic hairs over his balls tickled the tip of her nose. She didn't let this distract her from what she was doing.
Her head bobbed up and down, gradually gathering more momentum, his nine-inch member between her ardently sucking lips. Saliva gathered at the corners of her mouth as if she was keeping an extra supply on hand to further lubricate her mouth-fucking motions.
"More!" he cried. "More! More!"
And Edna gave it to him. More than he bargained for.
She sucked and licked and pressed and fondled and caressed until he was gasping for breath, climbing the walls in ecstasy!
"Fuckin' A!" he squealed, writhing uncontrollably. His hands were all over her as she continued to finger-f uck his steaming butt hole. The pleasure was rising in his shaft a mile a minute. He couldn't contain himself!
The walls and ceiling seemed to be caving in on him. He fingered her cit, clawing his fingers into her oozing cooze until their moaning turned into a eerie musical cadence.
Their legs and arms were intertwined, mainly because the fifteen-year-old couldn't sit still. She moved her finger inside his ass-hole as many ways as it could go in such a confined space.
The adolescent couldn't hold it back any longer. He yelped and slammed his loins upward, filling her mouth with his thick tumescence. She gagged on it once or twice but managed still to suck it unceasingly.
He exploded, arching his back and throwing his head against the pillow. His come bubbled and frothed inside her mouth. She sucked on his jerking tool, milking him at the same time with her fingers, now wet from her saliva.
It was sheer ecstasy!
He seemed to ejaculate forever. Edna gulped down his saucy essence without pausing .for a breath. She loved to feel the trembling of his flesh when he climaxed. It gave her such satisfaction to know she was bringing the boy more pleasure than he ever dreamed of experiencing!
And still she would have him craving for more!
Chapter Six
When Bobby's aunt told him she would be out again for most of the afternoon, the boy could barely contain his joy. Another uninterrupted day with Edna!
It was the following morning, just before noon, and while Aunt Betty was preparing to leave the house Bobby remained in his room, thinking of Edna and consoling a raging hard-on. Soon, he said to himself. Soon!
Then about five minutes after his aunt had left, while Bobby was running through the living room on his way out to the backyard, he glanced out the front window and saw Philip walking up the drive.
"Jesus, not again!" he cried. "Damn it!"
But this time there was a girl walking beside Philip. Must be his sister, Bobby thought. She had that sexy, made-up sensuality popular with certain adolescent girls. She was wearing a tight halter top and an even tighter pair of faded blue jeans. As she got closer and Bobby could make out her face he saw she was actually very cute, with a round moon-like face and long, shiny auburn hair, much like Edna's.
She was only of passing interest to Bobby. He craved Edna's voluptuous body now. His cock was hard for her, not for Philip's younger sister!
The doorbell rang, piercing through the boy's heart and loins. Bobby wondered why Philip had brought her over so quickly after mentioning he wanted Bobby to meet her. Was she that eager to get laid? Or was this some sort of joke?
What the hell, Bobby thought, I have to answer them. If I run over to Edna's now they might see me and I'd have a hard time explaining that away.
Bobby opened the door.
"Bobby," Philip immediately announced, as if they were at an important function, "I would like you to meet my ravishing sister Barbara."
His sister flinched but smiled good-naturedly. Bobby liked her right away.
"We call her Babs," Philip added with a wink.
Bobby blushed and said hello. He noticed her eyes going unashamedly to his crotch. He quickly stepped aside to let them in. He hoped his erection wasn't visible, but he knew it had to be.
Babe turned to her brother. "He's kinda cute, Phil."
Philip beamed from ear to ear, putting an arm around his sister's shoulder. "See, kiddo, I told you you two would hit it off."
His face scarlet, Bobby ushered them in.
"I can't stay long, Bobby," Philip said, "but I thought you wouldn't mind if Babe kept you company. She managed to find some time from her busy schedule."
Babe laughed and kicked her brother playfully in the shin.
Philip sidestepped another kick and asked Bobby, "Is your aunt going to be out for a while? She passed us in her car."
"Yeah. She'll be gone for most of the afternoon."
"Well, aren't you a lucky boy!"
Bobby couldn't help getting the impression Babs was acting the part of a call girl and Philip the part of a pimp. This had to be a joke!
"Philip, stop being so childish," Babe reprimanded her brother.
He made a face at her, then smiled at Bobby. "Hey, I really do have to split. Why don't you and Babe, as they say, get acquainted? I've told her all about you."
"I bet you did."
Babe laughed. "Please, Phil."
"Okay, okay, I know. Three's a crowd. I can take a hint."
Babe' eyes rolled heavenward.
He gave her arm a squeeze. "Okay, sis, catch you later. You too, Bobby. And, oh, Bobby. Don't do anything I wouldn't." He chuckled, then bounded out the door, closing it loudly behind him.
Bobby faced Babs, not knowing what to do next. His embarrassment and discomfort were very keen. He didn't fully understand what was actually going on. Was this a prank, or was Babe going to screw him? His heart was pounding so hard he could barely catch his breath.
"Don't mind my brother," Babs said with a smile. "He's a real jerk sometimes. Why, uh, don't we go to your room?" She smiled again. "You know, you really are cute. Especially when you blush like that."
Her remark made him more self-conscious. He was blushing to the roots of his hair, feeling a perfect fool. Babe giggled. "Don't be so nervous. I'm not going to bite you."
Bobby cleared his throat "Uh, my room's this way. Upstairs." He led her up the stairs and down the end of the hall to the guest room where he was staying.
She walked casually to his bed and sat down. She patted the mattress next to her. "Come on. Sit next to me. We'll get to know each other better. You're not still nervous, are you?"
"Should I be?" His nervousness was being replaced by excitement, anticipation.
Babe shrugged and smiled. Bobby watched the rise and fall of her tits. He could sense her excitement, though she was being coy in not showing it. He sat down beside her.
"What did my brother tell you about me?" she asked, snuggling closer to him. She was wearing perfume. It was a little strong and it made Bobby's head spin.
"Uh, not much," he stammered. Her thigh pressed against his. He looked down and saw the outline of her cunt. The crotch seam of her jeans parted her pussy lips.
"That's a new one. Usually he brags about me. Like how I love to give blow jobs. I know he's just waiting for me to give him one but he's afraid to ask me. He's all talk, no action. If he played his cards right I'd even fuck him. I saw him naked not too long ago. His cock is pretty big."
Bobby gulped.
Babs placed a hand on his thigh and squeezed suggestively. "Phil told me a few things about you," she whispered. 'That you're a virgin. That you've never been kissed by a girl before. Boys like you really turn me on. I wonder if your cock is as big as Phil's. It looks pretty big, but I can't tell. Not until you take your shorts off."
He felt her hand on his crotch, massaging his hard-on.
"Hey, you got a nice one. A big one. Can I see it?"
"Is -- is that why you came?" he said, his voice raspy with emotion. "So we could - could --"
"Fuck?"
The way she said it pierced his heart.
She laughed. "Something like that. He knows I like handsome boys. Well, I might as well tell you we made a deal. He's such a jerk. I would have done it to him even if he hadn't suggested this. Anyway, we made a sort of trade. I get to fuck you for the first time and in return I get to suck my brother's beautiful cock. For the first time." She giggled, unbuttoning Bobby's cut-offs.
"That makes Philip a pimp!" Bobby said indignantly, pushing away her hand.
"Oh, come on. Don't be so melodramatic. We've never agreed to do anything like this before. Why are you complaining? You get to fuck for the first time, my brother gets his cock sucked and I ... get you!"
"But your own brother? Suck off your own brother?"
Babs smiled coyly. "I might even fuck him. Depends how much I enjoy you."
"But -- but he's your own brother, for Christ's sake!"
"If anything, that'll make it more exciting. Don't be such a prude."
"This is crazy," Bobby said, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Here." She took his hand and placed it on her heaving tits. Bobby didn't take his hand away.
"There. That's better. Come on, Bobby, relax. We can have a groovy time. Just you and me. Your cock in my little pussy. ..."
She undid her halter top and Bobby saw her tits for the first time. They weren't as big as Edna's, but they were plump and round as basketballs. Her nipples were very big and very erect.
Bobby let her pull off his T-shirt.
Her lips pressed against his. They embraced, her tits flattening against his chest. She let her hand fall and it disappeared inside the boy's briefs. He flinched as she grabbed his balls, then stroked the bard shaft of his penis.
"Jesus, you are big. Let me see!"
She pulled down his shorts and underpants, his cock springing to view. She giggled. "Beautiful!" she cried, stroking him. "Bigger than Philip's. Much bigger! The biggest, thickest cock I've -- I've ever seen! I don't think it's going to fit it's so fucking huge!"
He quickly pulled off her jeans and her light blue panties. Her bush wasn't as bushy as Edna's, nor was her vulva as pronounced, but her cunt had a charm all its own. The hair was a light brown. It shimmered with her wetness.
The fragrance of her pussy drifted up his nostrils.
"Ohhh, Bobby," she moaned, sweat running down the sides of her face, "I want to suck your cock more than anything in the world." She passionately kissed the trembling boy, feeling his chest heaving against her tits.
"Yes!" he gasped with delight. "Suck it baby, suck it!"
He fell back on the bed and spread his legs, one hand reaching up to pull her down to him by the tit. He saw the startled look in her eyes. Also the expectation. Her tongue ran over her lips.
"And Philip said you'd really be shy!" she said, curling her body around his, giving his fingers easy access to her young cunt while she took hold of his hard-on, her eyes round as saucers.
"Mmm. Aren't you glad Phil and I made this arrangement?" she asked, licking his swollen dick head.
"I -- I guess you were right. It's going to make us all happy."
"Now you're talking!"
He felt her lips encircling his prick dome. Her tongue tip drilled into his piss slit, drawing out the beginnings of his watery pre-come sauce.
"Delicious!" she whispered under her breath.
He cupped her groin, her wiry soft hairs crushed against the inside of his palm. Her wetness smeared over his fingers.
"I can feel how excited you are," he said. "Your cunt is quivering!"
"Touch my clit," she moaned, licking the underside of his shaft.
She gasped, eyes wide with pleasure' as he slipped his middle finger between her pouting twat lips and reamed the tip of his digit underneath the swelling of her nubbin of pleasure. Several inches of his hard cock slipped into her mouth. She began sucking him, but just the upper part of his cock shaft, as if her mouth wasn't ready to take all nine inches yet.
Gently, Bobby rubbed Babe's cit button, beginning her slow rise to that shattering moment of pleasure. Then he inserted two fingers inside her, rubbing her inner vaginal channel, tweaking her nubbin, doing all the things she loved to have done to her, as if he understood her innermost desires.
She held his testicles in the palm of her hand, feeling their come-filled weight, feeling the sacs swimming in their sea of gism. She ran her fingers up and down his thick shaft, which was now almost entirely wet with her warm saliva.
He combed his fingers through her pussy hairs, then reached around her buttocks to slip his middle finger up her bung hole. When he pressed against her asshole a light seemed to brighten in her eyes. She began sucking all of the boy's tool with incredible enthusiasm, her head bobbing up and down furiously.
She came as Bobby started to finger-tuck her asshole.
Tears swam in her eyes and she sucked his young peter as if her very life depended upon it. She squirmed with delight as his finger inched deeper into her asshole. As she sucked him off he would pull his finger out of her rectum and insert it in her creaming vagina.
First in one orifice, then the other. Over and over. Fingering her cit and pressing deep inside her shit channel. Babs was loving every minute of it. She wondered how the boy could be a virgin and have such a instinctual knowledge of what turned on an adolescent girl.
He was wonderful!
She climaxed again, with greater force than before.
Bobby thought he was about to go into orbit. He clenched his teeth, his finger moving in circular motions inside the fifteen-year-old girl's cunt. She was sucking just his penis head, which was now swollen beyond belief and was a dark purplish color.
He tensed his body. His ass cheeks hollowed in. Bobby gave out a whimper, then a moan, then a yelp of pleasure, his face turning very red. He humped frantically at her ardently sucking mouth, his eyes getting wider and wider as he watched his thickened tumescence going in and out of her cherry lips.
He came in great thick wads, over spilling her mouth.
His rocks exploded as his cock spewed gism into her mouth. She gagged on his jerking young tool but managed to swallow drop after drop, just as fast as his cock was shooting it out.
Bobby howled with pleasure, the bed sheets becoming entangled around his naked, sweating body.
"Jesus! Jesus! Sooo good!" he cried ecstatically.
He fingered the girl's swollen clit knob, both their. bodies now writhing energetically. He came in waves of pleasure, rippling over his entire body. The boy never wanted it to stop.
She was giving him the sweetest, most exhilarating blow job of his life, even better than Edna!
His balls shriveled up, dry of come, but she kept sucking him, saliva oozing out of the corners of her mouth. She was so exciting to watch! Even more exciting because Bobby was watching his own prick going in and out of her mouth, her fingers tantalizing his scrotum.
She kept sucking him for so long his balls were starting to ache like hell. He had to force her head up before she would stop.
Babe looked exhausted. Her whole body glistened with sweat. She fingered the boy's half erection and sighed. "That was really nice. I came the second you shot into my mouth. That's never happened to me before. It felt really terrific!"
Bobby took her in his arms and pressed her back against the bed, spreading her legs at the same time. She reached underneath him to fondle his swinging balls as he settled on top of her.
"Fuck me hard and long," she whispered, her back arching as he first massaged her clitoris with his middle finger.
Then he entered her.
She was tight and very wet. He slipped slowly in and out of her, and she was starting to weep silently. He was so thick and long in-side her she could hardly stand the pain!
She panted for breath, for he had knocked the wind out of her the moment he shoved his boyish cock between her thighs. He sent his dick down and forward, slicing effortlessly through her inner cuntal depths, slamming hard with every inward stroke.
She clutched him to her body, wrapping her legs around his slim waist and her arms around his torso.
Her sex was creamy and very hot. It felt as if the boy was tucking whipped cream!
"Oh my God," she moaned, rocking her head to and fro on the pillow. "Jesus, you're one big tucker!"
The pain had slowly subsided; now the pleasure was beginning. She could feel her cunt channel stretching to accommodate his thickness. She had never had such a big cock inside her before.
"You're not a virgin, are you?" she whispered, wincing as he slammed into her again and again.
He didn't answer. Her question was forgotten an instant later anyway as he quickly brought the adolescent girl to orgasm.
Babe had never known such pleasure before! Bobby brought her to several orgasms while remaining rock-hard inside her. From time to time he would stop stroking entirely, keeping his penis tightly inside her, showering her tits and face with kisses.
He brought out feelings in her she never thought existed, sensations so great she thought she would faint. The pleasure just kept right on coming. Her entire body was in flames, her flesh broken out in pink splotches.
She, moaned and cried out, unable to clearly articulate the sheer power of her climaxes.
Bobby picked up the pace again, jabbing into her more quickly now, deft strokes that reamed directly underneath her swollen nub-bin of desire. She wept, tears running down her cheeks, as the pleasure blocked out all reality.
The boy's cock ached to come. He was holding back, wanting to impress the young girl with his sexual prowess, but he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. His balls were tightening, a sure indication he was about to shoot his load.
His thigh muscles tensed, and the muscles rippled across his belly. His pulse beat loudly against his temples. Babs's screams filled his ears, driving him into her at an even more furious pace.
"Ohhh Bobby!" the girl cried, choking for breath. "Ohhh God, you've got to stop! I can't take any more! Stop! Please, Bobby, please' you're splitting me in two! Incredible. ...' She squirmed into a different position, on her side. "Ohhh God, I can't take it ... sooo big! Ohhh, yes, yes! Faster ... faster ... Fuck me ... Fuck me ... FUCK ME!"
He pounded his cock into her unmercifully, creating a tremendous pressure inside her tuck channel, one which had to find instant relief and did. Babe came again, writhing and thrashing, her nails raking down his sweaty back.
His first wad was sizzling hot as it splashed against her cuntal walls. The ensuing come wads made her cry out ecstatically. She tried desperately to hold onto consciousness. The room was beginning to spin before her tear-filled eyes. She was finding it difficult to breathe. And it was getting so hot, so damn hot!
Bobby whimpered like a puppy, licking and kissing her cheeks, his eyes also moist. He slammed his dick into her furry box. Her cuntal muscles milked his shaft, drawing out every drop of his precious tuck cream.
Both of them wanted the pleasure sensations to continue indefinitely, but when it was finally over they were both satisfied.
He pulled out of her, his cock still oozing come. They lay in each other's arms, listening to their own breathing.
"Either that's beginner's luck or you're not really a virgin," she panted.
"I'm not now anyway, am I?" He smiled.
"I mean before. Philip told me you've never tucked a girl before. I've tucked virgins before and none of them ever were as good the first time as you just were. Man, that was quite a show you put on. My cunt feels like a telephone pole was being shoved in and out of it!"
Bobby started to sweat, knowing the girl would want a definite answer from him.
"Why did you tell my brother you were a virgin?"
"I never told him, Babe."
"Okay, but you never disputed it."
"We never even discussed it! What does it matter? I gave you a good tuck. What more do you want?"
"Don't get pissed off. I'm sorry. It's just strange, that's all. You balled me like you've been doing it all your life. Come on, tell me, how many girls have you had?"
She gazed at him with dewy-eyed adoration as the warm afterglow of their lovemaking spread over her like a comforting blanket He racked his brains for something to say. He thought, should I make up a story, or just stick to the one that I was a virgin before today?
"How old was she?" Babe persisted.
"Why so many questions?" he asked, dearly annoyed.
Babe laughed. "I bet it's a deep, dark secret." She leered at him. "Did you tuck your mother or something?"
"What!"
"Don't be so shocked. It happens, you know."
"Next you'll be telling me you fucked your father."
"The thought has crossed my mind," she said, pouting. "He's a real good looking guy. I think he's got a couple of women on the side."
"Babe, cut it out."
"Fuck you. Why won't you talk about your other lays?"
"I don't want to," he stammered. "There's nothing to say. I was a virgin before-before just a minute ago. Okay? Satisfied?" He was red as a beet.
"No. You're bullshitting me. But if you don't want to tell me that's your business. You're a strange one, you know that?"
"If you don't like the way I am you can tucking leave!"
"Hey, hold on now. You're strange, maybe, but not that strange. You're the best tuck I've ever had. I know a good thing when I feel it inside my cunt!"
"Is that all you care about?" Bobby said indignantly. "Fucking?"
"Yes. Does that shock you too?"
"No ... but it does turn me on."
She smiled widely. "Now you are talking, baby!" She saw his cock was becoming thoroughly hard again. "Ever tucked a girl up the ass?" Her fingers combed through his pubic hairs.
"Up the ass?" Bobby looked at her with such a horrified expression that Babe was hysterical with laughter. She laughed so hard and so long-.e laugh like A horse's whinny-that Bobby couldn't help chuckling himself.
Jesus! he thought. She wants me to fuck her up the butt! What a wild little chick! But the thought didn't especially appeal to him. It made him grimace.
"You will, won't you?" she asked, wiping the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.
She was sitting Indian-style on the bed, her curly triangle of hair half concealed between her smooth pale thighs. He saw the curved outline of her rump and yearned to see the shape of her buttocks.
I wonder what it would be like, he thought. becoming aroused in spite of his initial distaste at the idea of corn holing the fifteen-year-old girl. "Okay, why not?"
"Beautiful! You're a real doll. You'll see how good it'll feel. Promise. Uh, do you have any Vaseline in the house? With that big cock of yours we'll need it."
"I think there's a small jar in the medicine cabinet. Wait, I'll take a look." He leaped out of bed and went in to the hall.
His heart pounded as he walked into the bathroom. Fucking her in the ass! He had never done that with Edna, and he thought she had taught him all the tricks in the book by now. He recalled what it was like with Edna's finger up his ass. She was probably going to let me do it to her, he thought. That was the first step. Letting me know how it would make her feel with a cock up her shit hole.
Her finger had seemed so right up his hole. The more he thought about it the more natural corn holing Babe became.
He found the Vaseline. Blood shot to his groin. His cock was erect and pulsating.
"Well, well, well!" Babe said, eying his hard dick as he rushed back into the room, his balls swinging enticingly. "We're anxious after all, eh?"
"Okay, okay, you win! Now roll over on your stomach before I come all over you!"
Giggling, she did as he asked. He spread her cheeks -- they felt so rounded and full -- and looked at her quivering asshole. He unscrewed the top of the jar of Vaseline and spread the jelly over his hard shaft, even on his balls because it felt so good.
"I'm horny as hell!" he announced.
"Don't be too hard on me," Babe warned. "You could kill someone with that cock of yours!"
"It hasn't happened yet," he panted.
"Good. Let's keep it that way. Easy at first, okay?"
"Sure. Don't worry, baby."
Jesus, he does sound horny! she thought, feeling the rumpled sheets under her tits. She knew her nipples were pointed. She rubbed them against the mattress and moaned, her puckered ring opening and closing convulsively, already anticipating the entrance of his hot cock.
Holding his cock, he slid between her spread legs and leaned over, pressing his prick head against her butt hole. Babe moaned with expectation.
Bobby thought he would come right then and there! He prayed he could hold off long enough to give her the pleasure she seemed so desperate to have.
"Oh Christ, Bobby ... "
His slick cock slid into her anus several inches. Bobby was surprised it fit so effortlessly, as if his cock and her asshole were made for each other. He started to tremble.
He stopped. "You okay, Babe?" She was breathing so heavily.
"I'm ... okay.., so tucking big ... but it feels great. Don't stop now, whatever you do!"
Her hot young asehole opened all the way for him. She squealed with pleasure as three-quarters of his hard tool was slowly pressed into her. She wriggled her ass, giving him the best possible angle at which to ram the rest of his cock into her.
It was like a thick snake slowly uncoiling inside her, traveling deeper and deeper up her shit channel. It felt strange -- there was pain, but there was pleasure also; the two seemed to go hand in hand.
Slowly, ever so slowly so he wouldn't hurt the girl, he slid his dick into her until his shaft was entirely embedded inside her steaming shit chamber. It felt delicious!
"Oh Jesus!" she cried out, her furry box rubbing into the mattress, making her cream, as she writhed sensually underneath his moving body.
He filled her asshole to absolute capacity. She came immediately, just from the sheer size of him!
He felt her asshole muscles pulsating over his pole. This excited him and he started to tuck her, bringing his cock perhaps halfway out of her with every out stroke, then all the way back inside her with every in stroke.
The cock sensations started to overwhelm his senses.
"Man, this is almost as good as tucking your tight little pussy," he enthused.
"I ... can't ... stop ... myself ... if ... I ... wanted ... to ... just ... too ... too ... good!" His breath came in short raspy pants of desire. His whole body was awash with waves of the most intense sensations of pleasure. He pounded into her with all his might, his balls slapping against her butt with heavy thuds.
He lifted her ass up to hump back at him. This gave him better driving force, better access to her gleaming, eye-like rectum. He looked down and saw his cock going in and out of her shit hole. It was one of the most thrilling things he had ever seen!
Bobby couldn't remember when he had been more excited.
"Shit ... your ass is like a wet hot sponge! I never felt anything like it."
Babe was beside herself with pleasure. "Fuck me! FUCK MEEE!"
They thrashed on the bed, the come beginning to rise in his shaft. He reached underneath her to slip several fingers inside her gaping cunt. He wanted her to enjoy all possible tuck sensations.
He built up a cock-thrusting momentum that drove the fifteen-year-old girl wild with passion. She came moments after he started fingering her burgeoned clit button, the sensations in her ass meeting and blending with those swirling in her pussy.
Babe was half crazy with desire. She couldn't contain the pleasure that was constantly welling up; it was like a beast growing all out of proportion inside her.
She came countless times, feeling practically his entire hand inside her cunt. She wept, tasting her own tears. She couldn't believe he could stay hard for so long inside her. Never had any of her previous lovers -- and there had been many ever since she was twelve-given her so much concentrated pleasure.
The boy's pounding cock seemed to slam clear through her, splitting her backbone in two. He's killing me! she thought, her head spinning in ever-widening circles.
Her ass secretions increased in their steady flow from the corners of her butt hole. This further lubricated Bobby's strong thrusts, in-creasing her pleasure dramatically. She climaxed again, arching her back like a cat.
He grabbed her tits, lying hunched over on her back, and played with her pointed nipples as her tit mounds swung to and fro.
"BOBBY, IT'S TOO FUCKING MUCH!" she bellowed so loudly her voice rang for several minutes in his ears. He hoped the neighbors couldn't hear, glad the bedroom window was closed.
"Can't stop," he panted. "Really can't ... never thought butt fucking could be so wonderful ... I'm fucking numb, baby, but it's great ... Babe, you're great ... never had such a great lay before ... the sensations are absolutely intense. INTENSE!"
"Ohhh, my God," Babe sobbed, wanting him to stop, yet not wanting him to. She reveled in the all-consuming sensations he was producing inside her. Her ass ached, her cunt throbbed, her entire body cried out for more. Morel
Bobby couldn't speak He was rapidly approaching his blissful moment of total relief. His cock was seconds away from spurting his come load.
"Faster?" she cried.
Her asshole burned as if it was in flames. The pressure was unbearable. She felt consciousness slipping away ... She tried to pull away from him-he was slamming into her like a madman now, not concerned whether he was hurting her in the process, his endurance knowing no bounds.
She felt his tumescence jerking spasmodically inside her tight ass channel, indicating he was just about to come. If l can only hang on another minute or two ... she thought, her vision blurring.
She came again, screaming in ecstasy, the air being sucked out of her lungs.
"AHHH!"
Bobby climaxed, his weight bearing down on her, forcing her flat on her stomach, his hand trapped inside her cunt.
Semen oozed out of her asshole as his cock went in and out with a speed that absolutely frightened the young girl. Only his lower body moved, but how it moved! He was squirming with pleasure, unable to stop. He cried out, as if in pain, the sheer force of his orgasm almost knocking him out.
When it was over, and her tired ass muscles let go of his dwindling cock shaft, forcing the limp peter out of her steaming shit channel, he fell limply next to her, panting for breath, his eyes so wide she thought his, eyeballs would pop out of their sockets.
Once his strength returned, he showered her body with kisses, telling her over and over how much pleasure she had given him and how he hoped in his uncontrollable excitement he hadn't hurt her. He'd never want to do that.
She tried to say it was all right but as his lips pressed against her dripping twat she fainted. When she awoke, she felt a cool towel on her forehead. By now, Bobby was used to women fainting after his frantic lovemaking. He smiled down at her as her eyes opened. She waited calmly for her sight to clear again.
"You okay?" he asked, dabbing her forehead with the wet towel
"Ye-es," she said slowly, running her tongue over her dry lips. "My God ... my God ... Bobby ... you are really ... really something else! Jesus, I never thought such intense pleasure was possible!"
Bobby beamed proudly.
He lay down next to her, their bodies touching, and took her in his arms. They kissed as lovers, long and passionately.
He listened to the soft beating of her heart, his face nestled comfortably between her young tits.
"You'll see me again?" she asked him, her fingers running through his thick blond hair.
"If you want me to."
"God, I want you to!"
Bobby chuckled. His heart was pounding again. He took her hand and placed it on his growing erection.
Chapter Seven
Several days later, as Philip was walking up the William's driveway, he saw Bobby leap over his neighbor's fence, sneak under the perimeter of shrubs, and disappear into the neighbor's house through the kitchen door.
Into Edna's house.
Philip knew that was her house. He remembered seeing Edna clad in only the barest of bikinis, her tits straining against the bikini bra. He felt his cock becoming erect and had to adjust the front of his jeans.
Looking quickly around to make sure Bobby's aunt wasn't watching, he sneaked over to the side of Edna's house and crouched beneath the large living room window.
A smile crossed his face. Maybe it was nothing, but the furtive way in which Bobby had raced to her house made Philip suspicious. He could feel the excitement taking hold of him. His imagination was at work: he pictured Bobby in her arms, her naked, voluptuous body pressing against ... Then the two of them in bed together, Bobby's prick driving repeatedly into the woman's delicious cunt. The same sort of images he imagined while in bed at night, for Edna had been in his thoughts ever since he saw her reading in her backyard, the day before he had brought Babe over to meet Bobby.
Then he remembered something his sister had mentioned just before she went down on him for the first time. Something about Bobby being embarrassed to admit he had fucked a girl before, about Bobby really not being a virgin. Philip didn't think that was possible. Bobby was so shy and awkward when they talked about girls. But maybe it hadn't been a girl. Maybe he'd been fucking the woman next door.
Philip's heart was pounding. His cock was rock-hard. Was it possible? he wondered. The way Babe had raved about their lovemaking, maybe it was true. Maybe Bobby hadn't been a virgin before Babe balled him. He had never heard his younger sister talk so openly and enthusiastically about one of her "affairs," as she liked to call them, before.
She had been so turned on that she had blown Philip twice. He now recalled the way her lips had caressed his hard member, how Babe kept on repeating how big his schlong was, how she wanted to fuck him ... how it had felt coming in her mouth and seeing his own gism oozing out of the corner of her mouth.
Philip wanted to whip his cock out and jerk off, he was so excited. Of course he knew his sister's reputation, but he had never realized how sexy she could be -- and how much she knew about giving pleasure ... how she let him feel her cunt and tits ... what she promised they would do together as long as he made sure that Bobby wasn't bullshitting and would keep seeing Babe.
Bobby must give one mean fuck to have Babe that turned on, he thought, considering how many boys-many of them older and more experienced than Bobby could be-she had already balled.
But for the moment he put all that aside. He wanted to see what was going on in this woman's house-what had made Bobby so ill at ease when Philip talked about her the way he had the other day in Bobby's backyard. As if Bobby had been jealous ...
Philip was well-concealed from casual passersby since shrubs thickly lined both sides of Edna's house, as well as the boundary of her backyard.
He could hear voices, but dimly. The white curtains which covered the window were shut, so that looking into Edna's house was like looking through gauze-everything was a little vague and indistinct. But Philip could see a large couch, which was directly facing him, and to the left the kitchen. The staircase to the second floor was in front of him, slightly to the right.
Then Philip saw his friend and Edna emerging from the kitchen. They both walked toward him. For a moment he thought they had seen him. He ducked. When he slowly looked up, his eyes just peering over the window ledge, they were sitting on the couch facing him.
His heart was pounding. Something was about to happen. He could feel it!
Bobby said something to the woman and she burst out laughing. Bobby joined in the laughter and put his arm casually around her shoulders, drawing her closer to him.
Christ! Philip thought, his eyes wide as saucers.
They kissed. Philip saw Bobby's tongue slipping between Edna's lips. He was so close to them it was as if he was actually kissing the woman. He felt his cock oozing precome.
Bobby's hand went to her left tit. He squeezed it. Edna was wearing a baggy man's shirt and she was braless. Her tits were jiggling freely.
Holy shit! the boy thought, nearly saying it out loud.
Philip clutched his balls as Edna slipped Bobby's T-shirt off and ran her hand excitingly over the fifteen-year-old boy's tanned chest. Then she tweaked Bobby's nipples.
Then her hand casually dropped to the boy's crotch and as she squeezed the rigid outline of his penis Philip saw how large it was. He realized why Babs had been so enthusiastic about Bobby's sexual prowess.
Bobby's other hand went to the woman's crotch and he slowly unzipped her blue jeans. She clung to him then, kissing him on the neck and shoulders, her fingers combing through his blond hair.
Philip could hear Edna moaning. The sound excited him. It sounded so animal-like. As if hypnotized, his eyes glued to what was happening in Edna's living room, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his aching tumescence. He began stroking it, his jeans and underpants down around his knees, where they stayed pinned to the ground.
The woman pulled down Bobby's shorts, her fingers encircling the front of the boy's white briefs. She pulled at his prick, feeling its lusty pulsations. She then peeled off the youngster's underpants while he kicked off his sneakers. Bobby was now completely naked.
Philip blinked his eyes, his fist pausing in mid-stroke. He couldn't believe the sheer size of his friend's organ. He looked down at his slim seven-and-a-half-inch peter and felt suddenly inadequate.
He felt his hard dong sending out its urgent fuck signals. He wanted desperately to shoot his load. He had never felt so excited before! He started to stroke his prick, swaying slightly, moaning softly.
Bobby had Edna's jeans and panties off and she spread her legs invitingly. Her gaping red gash was directly facing young Philip, as if she was actually opening herself to him. He shuddered with pleasure, coming over his thighs.
Come splattered the side of Edna's house and dripped between the boy's legs, laying in thick globs on the hard dirt.
He flicked the come from his knuckles and eagerly watched for Bobby's next move. He didn't bother pulling up his pants; he had a feeling he would be jerking off again. Already the familiar sensations were beginning in his loins.
As Bobby inserted his finger into the woman's vivid gash, she maneuvered herself on the couch so she could suck the boy's cock. Philip watched, spellbound, as Edna took Bobby's shaft securely in her hand and went down on him, hail of his prick quickly disappearing inside her mouth.
Philip felt his cock growing rigid again. He could see Bobby's middle finger was jammed up Edna's cunt, the redolent pussy flesh folds wrapping around it, forcing it deeper inside her. As he pulled his finger out, before slipping it back inside her, Philip could, see her clitoris. It was big and round and glistening with her hot juices.
His forehead pressed against the window, Philip started to masturbate again, his knees squirming in the dirt.
Edna avidly sucked Bobby's flaming hard-on, her tongue swirling like a snake around it, the whole shaft shining with her saliva. Philip pumped his cock faster and faster, craving another orgasm.
"Fuck me," he heard Bobby moan.
Bobby tried lifting Edna's head, but she was adamant about sucking him off. She had one of her desperate cravings for the taste of boy come. She simply wouldn't let his cock go, not until he ejaculated into her mouth.
She sucked harder and Philip could see Bobby's face and body tensing up dramatically, preparing for the sudden surge of pleasure to reach up from his loins and grab him. He started to wildly gyrate his young hips, grinding his prick into the woman's mouth.
hen Bobby grimaced and arched his back, his loins pressing against her hot lips. Philip saw him coming, heard his screams of ecstasy. Philip came himself, not a minute afterward, nearly going through the window with the force of his orgasm. Come splattered all over him.
Bobby's cock had swollen up tremendously as he came in Edna's mouth. It was as thick as a tree trunk! Philip couldn't get over the impressive size of his friend's organ.
Again Philip flicked the come residue from his fingers, looking quickly over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't seen.
Bobby pressed Edna back against the couch, which was big enough to comfortably accommodate them both. He started to suck on her nipples. Philip saw the expression on Edna's face-one of blind adoration and keen anticipation of the pleasure that was awaiting her. Bobby's tongue went up and down the entire length of Edna's body-her neck and shoulders, her armpits, belly and thighs, her feet, and back up to concentrate on her bushy triangle of pubic hairs.
Philip could feel a renewed surge of power building in his loins. His cock quickly grew hard again. He had never felt so aroused before. He was ready to keep corning and coming.
"Shit!" Philip muttered under his breath as Edna reached down and started to fondle Bobby's well-hung scrotum. Then she stroked and caressed his penis until he was thoroughly hard again. Philip wished it was his prick she was holding.
Bobby's watery pre-come smeared Edna's palm as she stroked him, his prick head turning a deep purple, swelling to a giant mushroom. Then Bobby's mouth was buried in her sex, his tongue bringing on another in-credible orgasm that nearly threw the woman off the couch. Neither of them saw Philip, though he was dangerously close to being seen quite plainly. Bobby and Edna were too enthralled with what they were doing to pay much attention to what was going on around them.
"Fuck her!" Philip whispered urgently, wanting to see his friend's cock actually penetrate Edna's beautiful pussy.
"My little fuckboy!" Edna cried out, biting her lower lip and arching her back as she climaxed, Bobby's tongue whipping her sensitive clitoris.
Christ! Philip thought. Did she actually call him that? Fuckboy? Wow!
Bobby then lifted up Edna's rump and started licking out her asshole. Edna thought she would hit the ceiling! She was ecstatic with joy! She bounced on the couch, urging him to stick his tongue right up her shit hole.
Philip started to stroke his cock for the third time. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Could this be the Bobby he knew? So quiet and shy?
Bobby spread her puckered hole and slipped his tongue all the way inside her, tasting the muskiness of her asshole, slick with her natural juices. Edna climaxed again, this time reaching a new peak of pleasure.
"FUCK ME!" she cried hysterically, nearly half out of her mind as the fuck sensations overwhelmed her body.
Philip flailed his fist over his hard and pulsating cock.
Bobby was so excited he was trembling uncontrollably. Even his teeth were chattering. He had never known Edna to get this aroused! He spread the woman's legs and mounted her, his prick slicing effortlessly into her inner cuntal depths. Edna sighed blissfully, feeling every thick inch penetrating her twat.
It was exquisite beyond words!
Philip leaned over, about to come again. He was panting heavily, his heart beating a rapid tattoo.
"Goddamn!" Philip gasped. "This is fucking incredible! If Babs could only see this!"
Bobby was pounding into Edna with -so much fierceness he had her half-mad with pleasure. Bobby had proven himself to be Edna's most enthusiastic lover. She knew he would do anything she asked.
He grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her rump up for a better angle of descent. He then fucked her unmercifully. She came again and again, each successive orgasm better than the previous one. Her whole body twitched uncontrollably as she climaxed over and over again.
Finally, all her orgasms built up to one tremendous climax which occurred when Bobby burst inside her, sending his fuck cream deep into the woman's honey box.
They came together, the boy collapsing in her arms, howling with pleasure, their bodies grinding and gyrating in unison, creating together the most intense sensations anyone could ever hope to experience.
Philip came, gasping for breath, only a dribble of gism oozing from his piss slit this time, though the pleasure was spectacular. He moaned with animal-like abandon, shaking like a leaf. He reached out to steady himself, but instead of pressing his hand against the window sill he reached up too far and hit the window, not shattering it, but making a noise loud enough for Bobby and Edna to hear. They both looked up, startled.
They saw him and he knelt there, unable to move, his eyes wide with rear. His mouth was gaping open like an idiot's. He wanted to run but he couldn't even lift up his jeans. His prick became limp in his hand. Come dripped from his knuckles.
"Oh my God!" Edna cried, getting to her feet. She looked at Bobby. Without a word, he pulled on his shorts and raced out the back door.
Still. Philip was unable to move. He turned around and faced his trembling friend. Philip started to shake in spasms.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Bobby hissed, his eyes lit up in fury.
"I - I - I --"
"I what?"
Philip shook his head, suppressing his tears. "I-I didn't mean to see anything. I saw you running into her backyard ... I - I --" He could no longer hold back his tears. Hestarted to cry pathetically.
Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Bobby lifted Philip up and helped him dress. Philip wept, tears streaming down his cheeks. He had never felt so awful in all his life.
Bobby led the boy into Edna's house. He cringed with fear when he saw her standing with arms crossed in the living room. She was fully dressed.
"Who the hell is he?" she demanded.
"That guy I mentioned. Philip. You know."
"Oh, yes. Well, Philip, what the hell were you doing spying on us like that? I should kick your little balls in for that!" And she looked mean enough to do it. Even Bobby's heart leapt in his chest. He had never seen Edna looking so furious.
Philip couldn't stop crying. "I ... didn't ... mean it," he sobbed. "Don't tell anyone. I'm sorry!"
She saw the semen stains on his jeans. "Jacking off outside my window, watching us like we're some sort of peep show, getting your come all over the place. How would you like me to call your mother up and have her come over here and see what her wonderful son has done?"
Bobby was delighted by her show of bravado. If anyone was in trouble, it was them. All Philip had to do was tell Bobby's aunt and the skit would really hit the fan. But Philip was too upset to think straight. He was so embarrassed at getting caught he could only think he was the one entirely at fault.
"Please don't," he wept. "I -- I won't say anything. I promise. I swear to God I won't." He turned to Bobby. "Honest, man, I won't say a word. Skit, I didn't mean for anything to happen. I -- I ... oh skit!" He covered his face in his hands and wept.
Edna looked at Bobby. The boy didn't know what to say. He looked pale.
Edna sat on the couch and tried to relax. Tried to think This could fuck up everything! she said to herself Christ, what a mess!
Bobby's heart went out to his friend. He couldn't stay mad at him. He sat him down, putting an arm around his shoulder.
"What did you see?" Edna asked suddenly.
Philip wiped the tears from his eyes. "I saw you ... do l have to say it?"
Edna nodded.
"Shit ... I saw you sucking Bobby's cock I saw him eating your pussy ... then you both lucked. Jesus, I never saw anything like it before." He turned to Bobby. "You're really something, you know that?"
Edna smiled. This is getting ridiculous, she thought. What a stupid thing to have to happen. But she knew they were at a stalemate. The boy would face ridicule and much embarrassment if word got around the neighborhood that he was spying on Edna, masturbating outside her window. And, of course, if he told anyone what she and Bobby had been doing they would both be up shit creek without the proverbial paddle.
"What'll we do now?" Bobby asked.
"I suppose that depends on your friend," Edna replied. Philip looked so vulnerable and defenseless, his face weakened by tears. He sat huddled in the chair, looking uncertainly at Bobby, then at her. "How can we trust a boy who was peeking through someone else's living room window?"
"I promise I won't say anything. I swear it! I'll do anything. Let's keep all this a secret. My mom would kill me! Let's face it ... we all have something to hide, right? We'll all have to keep quiet."
Edna thought, he looks awfully cute. He was thin, like Bobby, his body pale. She wondered if he was a virgin.
"That sounds like the right move to me," she said thoughtfully, eying Philip's crotch. He didn't fail to notice. He felt a tingling in his loins. Bobby noticed her glance and smiled. Normally he would have felt a stab of jealousy, but since he hadn't told Edna about Balm yet, and had no intention of telling her for awhile at least, he found her suggestive glance exciting. And arousing.
Suddenly, the idea of him and Philip lucking Edna was very appealing. He wondered if Philip was getting the message. He was sure that was Edna's intention. He knew that look on her face, the gleam in her eyes.
She turned to Bobby and they both smiled knowingly.
Edna stood up and walked to Bobby's side, affectionately stroking his cheek "This way we all be safe," she said to him. He nodded.
Philip started to sweat. He felt uneasy. He wanted to run out of Edna's house, but some force kept him glued to the chair.
"I know you're frightened," she whispered, running her fingers through Philip's hair. "But I won't hurt you. We might as well all be good Mends. Would you like that?"
"I -- I guess so," Philip stammered, his face turning red.
Edna smiled. He looked so adorable! She felt the twitching between her thighs. "Would you like to luck me too?" she asked him.
He gulped. He nodded.
"You're a virgin, aren't you?"
"Yes." He wished now that he had lucked Babe. At least that way he would be more sure of himself. He would know just how to please this exciting woman. Yet deep down inside he realized his awkwardness was exciting her as Bobby must have excited her tremendously when he first lucked her.
"Fuck me," she whispered in his ear. He thought he would come in his pants.
Edna suddenly got on her knees, as if someone had pushed her from behind, and unzipped his jeans. Philip noticed her fingers were trembling. She pulled down his jeans and ran the palm of her hand over his white briefs, tantalizing his pulsating erection.
She then drew down his underpants and his slim cock sprang to view, jutting forward as the tip of his shaft caught in the elastic band of his briefs, then slapping back against his belly. He felt his underpants slipping down his legs.
She took hold of his slim young tool and sucked it for all it was worth, tasting the initial sweetness of his pre-come as her tongue ran up and down the underside of his shaft.
What Edna was doing to him simply couldn't connect in his mind. He kept thinking he was going to wake up and find it was all a wet dream.
"Such a beautiful penis," she whispered as she paused in her enthusiastic sucking to admire his tool. The tips of her fingers caressed his member, reaching down to hold his balls in her hand. His pubic patch was thicker than Bobby's and darker in color -- a light brown.
Her fingers reached around his buttocks, slipping into the moist crevice, pressing his asshole. Shivers of passion ran up and down his spine. His knees suddenly felt weak. He was anxious to lie back on the bed.
As if Edna was reading his thoughts, she stood up and at the same time pressed him back on her bed. She lay beside him, squeezing his rock-hard shaft.
"Such a nice slim young cock," she whispered.
Philip eyed her glistening cunt and reached out to run his fingers through her thick dark bush. She opened her legs invitingly and he slipped two fingers inside her gash, seeking out her nubbin of pleasure. Babe had instructed him just how to massage the pear-shaped protuberance.
Edna felt the energy building inside her cunt only seconds after Philip went to work on her clit. She sucked on the sixteen-year-old boy's penis, taking all of his shaft into her mouth until her lips were brushing against his pubic hairs.
She lifted his balls up in her hand, feeling their come-filled weight.
Then she sucked his balls, first one, then the other, giving them her undivided attention. His whole body started to squirm ecstatically. This in turn got her more excited and she sucked his prong with increasing gusto.
Oh God, he thought, his mind reeling. God, oh God!
He let out with a yelp, his eyes opening wide with surprise. He humped at her mouth, corkscrewing his cock between her avidly sucking lips. Seconds later he came, gism oozing out of the corner of her mouth.
As the boy twisted in ecstasy, Edna felt the excitement mounting inside her dripping twat. Her cuntal passage was vibrating, sending out urgent pulsations of desire. She needed Philip's young cock inside her. The boy was too intent on enjoying his own orgasm to continue fingering Edna.
There's a lot I'll have to teach him, she thought, wondering what it would be like with both boys in her bed. Innumerable positions of lovemaking flashed before her eyes as she swallowed the boy's thick wads.
She yearned for Bobby's virile young body, but dared not call him yet. She wanted Philip all to herself for the moment, not only to enjoy taking his virginity but to cement their new relationship. She wanted him as dependent upon her for pleasure as Bobby was. That way she was assured he would keep his mouth shut.
She let the boy's cock, which remained hard after its climax, slip wetly out of her mouth. She ran her tongue over her come-stained lips, savoring his delicious essence. There wasn't a taste in the world which could match that of a young boy's gism!
"Jeez, that was the best!" he said, his eyes looking sleepy. "I'm completely blown out!"
"Too tired to luck me?"
He smiled. "Not that tired!"
She started to finger her clitoris, arousing the boy's peter as if someone was tugging on it. It was quickly erect and pulsating with the need for further release.
He got to his knees, his cock arching upward from his young loins. He could smell Edna's fragrant cunt scent
"Fuck me," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. Her finger was going in and out of her cunt at lightening speed. "I want to feel your beautiful young prick deep inside me ... Oh, quickly, before I come. Quickly! Quickly!"
Her eyes were glassy. Sweat streamed down her naked body, making it shimmer in the early afternoon heat. Her cream coated her fingers. It formed a slowly spreading stain on the sheet underneath her. Her fingers - three of them now -- were making loud squishy noises as they went in and out her rhythmically.
Without a word, Philip maneuvered himself between her legs and, holding his cock in one hand, lay on top of her, guiding himself to her dripping portal of pleasure. She pulled her fingers out and helped the boy.
He gasped with delight, feeling new and sweeping sensations as the head of his stiff peter was pressed between Edna's pouting cunt lips. He was so excited he knew he couldn't hold off from coming. He tried to think of something else in the vain hope he could at least enter her all the way and come inside her. Then suddenly he didn't even Want to try; he just wanted to come.
He moaned and pulled back. Come showered her belly and cooze hairs. His hard cock danced in the air, spewing thick milky wads of gism. He gripped his tool and jacked off, staring at her glistening cunt, his eyes wide with pleasure.
When it was over he felt embarrassed. He looked sheepishly at Edna.
She couldn't help smiling, but it was a smile of understanding. His cock was still hard. A long string of gism dangled from his piss slit, hanging in the air above her vagina.
"It's all right," she said soothingly. 'This time you'll do just fine."
He positioned himself again, and she guided his still oozing dong between her quivering pussy lips. His heart was pounding as never before. He knew this was the moment. He was going to enter Edna's cunt and hick her until she screamed for mercy!
"Yes ... now ..." he moaned, as if to reassure himself.
"Fuck me, Philip. My little fuckboy ..."
The word "fuckboy" did it for him. He slammed forward and Edna gasped with surprise and pleasure as he entered her right to the hilt. He sliced through her redolent cunt flesh with masterful ease. Her cunt muscles readily embraced his lusty tool, encasing the rock-hard penis in a hot, slippery embrace.
His cock suddenly felt inches longer and thicker as it pulsed with hot desire. It was the most incredible sensation he had ever encountered!
"Drive into me, baby," Edna panted, wrapping her legs around his slim buttocks. His enthusiasm was breathtaking. For the first few strokes he would pull out of her too far, thus having to reinsert his shaft again and again. but he quickly got the hang of it and his awkwardness -- which Edna didn't mind in the least-slowly disappeared.
"Fuck me, sweetheart ... ohhh it feels so good... your cock is so nice and slim ... I can feel every delicious inch of it in-side me ... so good and hot ... mmmmm!"
He didn't give her time enough to catch her breath in between his strokes. He rammed into her with driving force, whimpering like a puppy. He was going deeper and deeper and deeper inside her.
"Ohhh fuck, this feels good!" he howled, his loins on fire.
"Do it to me again ... and again ... and AGAIN!" she moaned.
And he did, giving her exciting penetrating strokes that had her hunched against the pillow.
"Baby, you're so lucking good for my pussy," she hissed between clenched teeth. "I can feel my climax coming already. Harder! Harder! Faster!"
He loved the way she talked when she was getting balled. The tone of her voice brought tingles up and down his spine. It made him want to please her, to return the exciting luck sensations now overwhelming his body.
"Fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... FUCK ME!" Edna arched her back and came, juice flowing like a river out of her cunt, dripping down his cock shaft and running into his bushy pubes, staining the sheet underneath them.
His prick head swelled up to three times its normal size. He didn't think he had any more come to shoot, but he could now feel it swirling in his nuts, filling his testicles to the brim.
"FUCK ME!" she cried hysterically, writhing underneath him, her body awash with spectacular pleasure sensations.
She reached underneath him and felt his come -- filled balls, squeezing and caressing them until he thought he would hit the ceiling.
Edna came again, an intense, all-pervading sense of pleasure that brought out new and starting sensations from somewhere deep in-side her. They were untapped feelings which drove her up the wall with exhilarating swiftness.
"Ohhh Edna, Edna, I can feel it coming your cunt is so tight and hot ... I can't hold it back any longer ..."
Edna's body twisted and turned with every powerful stroke of his hard cock. She could feel the tension building up inside his shaft as it pressed deeper into her womb. He was concentrating on her clit, giving it all the attention it needed, making it ring out with pleasure.
"Another one, Philip," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "Oh God, so quickly ..."
Her orgasm rushed over her like a locomotive, taking her breath away.
"Every ... fucking ... inch ..." he panted, his butt wriggling, sending his cock in an exciting corkscrewing motion into her womb.
"I ... can't ... take ... much ... more of ... this ..." she gasped.
"Feel me inside you ... every inch of my hard dick ... God ... it's so good!"
"Mother of God, yes, yes, YES!" she screamed.
Philip's thighs trembled. His whole body was straining as the momentum of his approaching orgasm steadily built up inside his loins, spreading upward through his cock shaft. His balls were getting heavier and heavier as Edna rolled them between her fingers like golf balls.
"I CAN FEEL IT NOW!" he cried out, his long brown hair swinging in sweaty strands over Edna's face.
"God, Philip, I can feel another one. Another one!"
"Are you ready to take all the come I can give you?"
"Yes! Yes! God, yes!"
He ejaculated inside her, his screams ringing in her ears.
His cock cream burned her inner pussy walls as he came, sending more gism into her than she had ever experienced at one time, even with Bobby. His prick felt so different from Bobby's thick tumescence. She preferred Bobby's thickness, but this didn't distract from the pleasure Philip was repeatedly giving her. She knew he was trying his best to please her and he was succeeding!
Her head swam in a sea of brilliant colors. Her climax was so thrilling this time it was as if she could actually hold onto it-it was something alive and growing bigger and bigger inside her loins.
"OH GOD, GOD, GOD!" she howled, her nails digging into the boy's sweating back. His flesh felt so hot, so alive!
He whimpered like a child as she held him in her arms, his cock jerking spasmodically in-side her. He was exhausted. He couldn't even gather up enough energy to keep pounding his prick into her. Nevertheless the pleasure was unbelievable! He wanted them to go on and on and on!
As the last wad entered her body he felt as if he was melting into her like candle wax. His trembling fingers kneaded her fit mounds like dough as surge after pleasurable surge raced through him like a powerful electric current. He looked at Edna's face and saw the ecstasy etched into her flesh. Her back was arched and sweat ran down the sides of her cheeks.
She clutched his young body close to her. It was suddenly as if her body were hovering over the bed, about to rocket to the stars. Her legs were in a fight scissors-hold around his quivering ass cheeks.
She moaned and groaned with pleasure, writhing sensually under him like a raging sea of desire.
The pleasure gradually subsided, leaving them both panting for breath, their lungs aching.
Downstairs, Bobby was becoming impatient. They had been at it for a long time now and the boy's pulsating cock was sending urgent signals out, indicating its dire need for release -- the release only Edna's hot wet cunt could give it.
He could hear the muted screams and moans of passion from her bedroom, both Edna's and Philip's. He wanted to whip his prick out and jerk off to the sounds. Instead, he leapt to his feet and walked quietly upstairs.
He wondered if Edna would get pissed off if he opened her door a crack to look in. He decided to do it anyway. Philip was fucking her so vigorously it made Bobby gasp just to watch him. He saw his ass rear up, then plunge down, his lean young shaft penetrating deep inside her.
Bobby rubbed the crotch of his shorts. He could feel his prick head swelling up.
"Go to it," he whispered, realizing he wanted more than anything to rip his clothes off and jump into bed with them. He didn't mind the prospect of sharing Edna with Philip, now that he had Babe too. He wondered briefly what it would be like for all four of them. The variations were unlimited!
"You're close," Edna moaned between pants. "Keep it up, sweetheart, you're so good ... so fucking good to my cunt!"
"Almost ... there ..."
"Promise me, Philip, you'll never tell ... God! Never tell anyone about us ... or about Bobby and me. You must promise me that ... otherwise we won't be able to enjoy this.. .anymore ..."
"I promise ... whatever you say ... never ... tell ... promise. . just let me fuck you always ... can't live without your delicious pussy!"
Philip arched his back and at the same time threw his head back, moaning with desire. Edna felt her cuntal passage filling with his seed again.
She climaxed with him.
Bobby watched as his sixteen-year-old friend convulsed ecstatically atop Edna, his ass cheeks hollowing out as his peter ejaculated inside Edna's steaming vagina He breathed a sigh of relief, realizing he and Edna were safe. Bobby knew Philip would never jeopardize his sudden relationship with the woman. He would be a fool to do so!
"Aggrrrhh ... yahhh ... fucking Christ!"
"Edna ... Edna ... it's too good! TOO GOOD!"
Gradually, as the pleasure sensations subsided, the two grinding bodies came to a complete halt Philip pulled his oozing tool out of Edna and fell limply to her side, massaging his aching balls.
Bobby knocked and walked in.
"Ohh, Bobby," Philip said, smiling broadly at his younger friend. "What a fuck I just had. My second! Better than the first. Tons better!" He was dripping sweat.
"Am I interrupting anything?" Bobby jokingly asked Edna.
"No," she gasped. "You're just in time!" Bobby started to undress. His white briefs were stained with his pre-come. His raging hard-on looked bigger than ever as the tip of it jutted beyond his belly button. Philip couldn't help admiring it. He wished his was as thick and long.
"Do we fuck together now?" Philip asked.
Bobby giggled. "Sure looks like it." Edna smiled and stretched languidly on the bed.
"I could use a breather," Philip said.
"Relax and let me do all the work Bobby said, getting on the bed you can join in."
Edna couldn't believe her good fortune. Two handsome, well-hung studs. A dream come true! She would now have all the variety and intense pleasure her body constantly craved.
"But it's better with three, right?' Bobby replied, laughing.
Edna grinned. "Right!"
Then Bobby rolled Edna onto her stomach and spread her legs wide, exposing her quivering asshole.
Chapter Eight
Edna was tickled pink
She knew it wasn't her oozing twat Bobby was interested in but her butt hole. And she was in the mood for a good cornholing! She also realized Bobby was doing this to shock and impress his older friend.
She lifted her ass up, offering herself to him. Her shit chamber was wet enough with excitement not to need the assistance of any Vaseline. Bobby was too aroused now to pause long enough to fetch the jar anyway.
Philip's eyes shot up in amazement as he saw Bobby pulling apart the woman's ass cheeks. Her anus opened and closed convulsively. Tingles went up and down Philip's spine.
"You're really going to --" Philip began, unable to finish the sentence.
"You better believe it!" Bobby said, his voice choked with emotion. He never felt so horny before! He positioned himself, pressing his prick knob against the opening of her shit channel. Philip watched his every move.
Bobby pressed forward, jabbing his cock into her until her muscles responded and started to pull his tumescence inside, her opening to fully accommodate his thickness. Edna winced, tears coming to her eyes. But the pain quickly turned to a delightful pressure inside her-one which, she knew, would soon turn to intense pleasure.
"Wow!" Philip exclaimed, stroking himself to hardness.
Bobby was so excited, especially now that he was feeling the soothing tightness of her asshole, that he was trembling from head to foot. He felt her warm, slithery ass secretions smearing over his hard-on as he slid into her all the way to the hilt, until only his balls remained outside her opening.
"Je -- sus!" Edna moaned. Her body was instantly flooded with a glowing warmth that made her cunt tingle for attention. She motioned for Philip to slip underneath her once she noticed his cock was almost fully erect.
His face aglow with anticipation, no longer feeling fatigued, the sixteen-year-old youngster slid under her, holding his prick upright under her dripping vagina.
"We'll see who comes first," Bobby said, rhythmically butt-fucking Edna. She was on her knees now, waiting for Philip to insert his dong into her hungry pussy.
"I don't believe this is happening, man," Philip said with amazement.
"Neither do I!" Bobby replied, pounding into Edna harder.
It wasn't easy, what with Bobby furiously ramming into Edna's asshole, but Philip managed, with Edna's help, to shove up inside her, his legs spread around hers and Bobby's, Edna's swinging fits just over his mouth.
Now the boys were competing with one an-other. Edna couldn't tell whose cock was driving into her harder. All she was aware of were the myriad sensations from both her cunt and asshole. She had the best of both worlds!
"My wonderful little fuckboys!" she cried out, beside herself with pleasure.
The two boys fucked her with all their strength, each one's enthusiasm exciting the other.
She was never so wet before. Her juices dripped onto Philip's belly, pubes and upper thighs as she shoved his lean young dick into her.
"Jesus, this is great!" Philip cried out before grabbing hold of the woman's breasts and sucking on her left nipple. The bed creaked loudly underneath them.
"Fuck me harder, harder, harder ... make it my best come ever!" The hick sensations in her cunt merged beautifully with those mounting in her ass, creating one fabulous pleasure thrill that had her writhing with desire.
Philip's hot young lips burned her nipples. He nuzzled the pointed orb with his teeth, making her shiver with delight.
The more pleasure they gave her the more she wanted!
"Oh! Oh!" she grunted in time to their rhythmic hick thrusts. "Oh ... oh ... oh ... oh!"
Bobby gripped her ass cheeks and dug his nails into her flesh, holding on to her for dear life as she climaxed amidst screams of ecstasy.
"I can feel it in my balls," Bobby said, panting for breath. "I'm almost there. Oh! Ahhh!"
"Keep it up, boys!" Edna whispered before her body dissolved in pleasure as another orgasm washed over her.
"Oh Jesus, Jesus, JESSUSSS!" Philip screamed, Edna's fit falling out of his mouth. His cock exploded inside her steaming twat. The pleasure was not to be believed! His thick pearly white gism oozed out of the bottom corner of her pussy, down his shaft and into his pubic patch. He filled her to capacity!
He humped into her without mercy, nearly knocking all three of them off the bed. His cock felt as big as a house!
Bobby let out a girlish squeal and ground his pelvis into her buttocks, his cock pressing as deep into her asshole as it could possibly go. He came in great spurts of boyish come, his ass wriggling ecstatically.
Edna came again, showering Philip with her cunt spray. The boy had finished coming in-side her pussy. He eased himself out from underneath her to catch his breath.
Minutes later, Bobby pulled his prick slowly out of Edna's rectum. He too lay back. Edna now had the two boys on either side of her.
Just then the doorbell rang.
Both boys jumped up and looked at each other in alarm. Bobby's first thought was that it was his aunt downstairs. Philip was sure it was his mother. Edna got up and calmly dressed, though her hands were trembling.
"You two stay up here," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'll answer it. Don't worry. It's probably nothing."
She left the two trembling youths as they began dressing. The bell rang again. She peered through the curtains of the window facing the front of the house and saw a young girl standing on the porch.
"Who the hell can she be?" she asked herself. She wondered if the girl was a friend of Philip's. She raced upstairs and brought Philip down with her. He looked outside with her at his side.
"What is she doing here?"
"You know her?"
"It's my younger sister, Babs. But why would she come here?'
"We might as well find out."
"Maybe I better talk to her," Philip suggested, relieved it wasn't his mother.
"Your sister will think it's a little strange, won't she? I mean, you being here."
"It's okay. She won't say anything."
Edna thought for a moment. The bell rang again. "All right. It's against my better judgment, but as long as you know you can trust her."
Philip went to open the door. "It's all right, believe me. Maybe you better go upstairs until I find out what she wants."
Edna did as he asked. She went to her room and sat next to Bobby on the bed, putting a reassuring arm around his shoulder. She told the boy who was downstairs. He looked at her with embarrassment.
"What's the matter, baby?" she asked.
"I have a confession to make," he said sheepishly. "About Babs."
"You know her? Well, of course you would, being Philip's friend."
"It's not like that. I actually only met her a few days ago. I won't go into the details now, but I fucked her."
"When?' Edna was at first astonished, then hurt, then amused.
Tears came to his eyes. "Couple of days ago. Philip brought her over so I could .meet her. They made a deal together. She thought I was a virgin. If she could hick me she agreed to give Philip a blow job. She's that kind of a chick. She must have had every guy in the neighborhood."
"I see."
"You're mad."
"No, sweetheart. It's all right. Just a shock, that's all."
"It's not that I don't love you or anything like that. I couldn't help myself. I mean she made it so clear ... what we were going to do, I mean. I couldn't resist. I'm sorry ... ."
"Don't be silly! There's no reason to apologize." She kissed him affectionately. "We're still friends. We always will be. It's good you had a girl your own age."
"You're really not mad?'
She laughed. "No. Nothing has changed between us."
"I should have told you. I was going to, but I didn't want to hurt you or anything."
"We won't say another word about it," she said, hugging him. "How was it, anyway?"
He beamed. "Great! But not as good as you, of course."
"Of course!" They giggled like little children. "You didn't tell her about us, did you?"
"No, she doesn't know anything."
"Mmm. Maybe she thought something was going on ... "
"I don't see why. Shit, I hope everything will be okay."
"So do I, sweetheart. So do I!"
She held him and they soon heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Muffled voices. Edna and Bobby broke apart and stood up.
The door opened and Philip ushered Babe into Edna's bedroom. He nervously introduced her to the woman.
"Pleased to meet you," Edna said, her voice sounding surprisingly firm under the trying circumstances.
"Philip explained everything," Babe said slowly, looking at Bobby, who blushed and gazed at his feet. Then she started to chuckle. "So my big brother finally got himself laid!"
It was as if, with that remark, the young girl and Edna understood one another. Edna smiled. "I guess you could say that," she said.
"Well, don't worry. I'm not about to tell anyone. God knows I've got a lot to hide myself. Fortunately our parents are rather naive. But this has to be the heaviest action this neighborhood has ever seen!"
That broke the ice. Bobby breathed a sigh of relief.
"You must be some lady," Babe said to Edna with unabashed admiration. "Philip was practically drooling when he talked about you downstairs."
"So what brought you here?" Edna asked.
"I was looking for Bobby. No one was home next door so I thought I'd try here. I was feeling so horny I just had to find him!"
"Well, looks like you've found him," Edna replied.
Babe looked at Edna and the two boys with uncertainty. "Well, what we do now? I'm so excited I'm creaming in my pants!"
"Why don't we pair off?" Edna suggested. "You take Bobby and I'll take Philip."
"Wow! This is unbelievable!" Babe started to undress. The others followed suit.
Edna pushed Philip back on the bed once they were completely undressed and began sucking his hard cock. Babs' eyes were wide with surprise. What was happening hadn't fully connected in her brain yet but once she felt Bobby's lean young body pressing against hers as they embraced she didn't have to think-her body took over for her.
Soon she and Bobby were joining Philip and Edna on the bed. There was plenty of room for them all on Edna's king-sized bed.
Edna worked eagerly on Philip's raging hard-on, while at the same time keeping an eye on what Bobby and Babe were doing. The young girl was stroking the fifteen-year-old boy's cock to complete stiffness. It was already beginning to ooze watery pre-come.
Philip started to hump into Edna's mouth. He wanted Edna's undivided attention. Her heart fluttered as she kissed the sixteen-year-old's dick head, feeling it expand between her lips, turning a deep purple as the boy's face turned a bright red.
"Are you ready to come in my mouth?" Edna whispered sexily.
"God, yes, yes!"
She ran her fleshy tongue up and down the underside of his slim young pecker. She then sucked on his balls, first one, then the other, as if they were two balls of rock candy.
Philip rejoiced in the warmth flowing through his testicles, bathing his entire body in blissful sensations.
"Suck harder," he groaned.
She obeyed.
"Just my balls. I love it when you suck my nuts!"
She did as he asked.
"Ohhh wow!" he moaned, twisting his butt in ecstasy, his eyes rolling back in their sockets.
Edna's cheeks hollowed out as her lips sucked him like two suction cups. His prick shaft glistened with her warm saliva. She nuzzled the tip of his penis with her teeth, tasting his pre-come sauce. His pubic hairs tickled her neck.
Babs giggled insanely as Bobby sucked on her nipples. She had never been so turned on before! His fingers squeezed her tit mounds while his hard prick pressed against her mound of Venus. Her girlish giggles soon turned to deep throaty moans of passion as Bobby's tongue left her tits and ran down to her pubic triangle.
He first paused at her navel, drilling the tip of his tongue into the indentation. Then his lips kissed her vulva and she raised her ass up off the bed, pressing her sex against his mouth, yearning to come quickly.
"Suck me," she gasped, spreading her legs.
He pried open her glistening gash with thumb and forefinger, then he set upon her with lips and tongue, reaming across her clitoris until she was wet with hick juices. She wanted his tongue to go deeper ... deeper ... deeper ...
Her hands were all over him as the pleasure sensations became keener and keener. She quickly maneuvered herself around so they could "sixty-nine."
Bobby ate her out with a vengeance, sucking her tasty essence and swallowing repeatedly.
Philip raised his head and watched his sister and his friend, which further increased his pleasure. He wanted to cry out with joy! He lay back down on the bed and let his burgeoning cock sensations overwhelm his entire body.
He humped back at Edna, faster and faster until he felt the first tremulous waves of desire rising up his cock shaft like mercury in a thermometer. The waves crashed over him in a symphony of pleasure.
He was hail out of his mind with emotions entirely new to him. The intense ripples of desire were all the more keen because he was sharing his pleasure with Babe and Bobby, as if they were all one big family, gratifying one another as intimately as possible.
Edna fondled his plump young nuts, rubbing the testicles together. Then her middle finger quickly jabbed up his puckered asshole. That did it. As soon as she made contact with his sensitive prostate gland he howled with pleasure, his cock shoved completely in Edna's mouth, the tip of it pressing against the very back of her throat, nearly choking her.
She struggled to swallow his come spurts and breathe at the same time. But her suck rhythm was flawless.
Philip never thought an orgasm could feel so damn good! His mouth was hanging open and his eyes were glazed over. He stared at the ceiling without seeing it. His body was burning like an inferno! He gritted his teeth and kept on coming.
Babe loved the taste of Bobby's thick young cock. She could suck it all day long and never tire of it! Bobby, meanwhile, feasted on Bab's steaming young twat. She dripped sweet cunt honey until the youngster thought he would drown in it, yet he kept on swallowing, craving for more. His face was coated with her fragrant juice.
He slammed his nine-inch tool into her mouth, making her suck every hard thick inch of his shaft. He had never felt so excited before!
"Ohhh God!" Philip breathed as he finished coming in Edna's mouth. She got up and straddled his loins, spearing herself quickly with his still hard cock, fucking him like a woman possessed.
Babs heard her brother's moans of pleasure and this made her suck Bobby's cock all the more harder. She looked forward to blowing Philip's cock too. She wanted to compare firsthand the taste of their members.
Then Babs climaxed, writhing with pleasure. Bobby could no longer hold his orgasm back and the two youngsters twisted in ecstasy. Bobby sucked on her clitoris while Babs felt the soothing warmth of his thick gism running down her throat.
Philip already could feel the tension mounting inexorably in his prick shaft as Edna's cunt went up and down over it. It wouldn't be long now. He fucked back at her, both of them establishing a mutually satisfying rhythm.
"Jesus!" he gasped, feeling every inch enter her each time she sat on his loins.
"Aggrhhh!" she gurgled, feeling his slim young pecker going deep into her womb.
Edna felt her entire body dissolving as the boy's cock strokes intensified. She climaxed, her cream flowing over his shaft and down onto his belly and upper thighs. It was exhilarating beyond belief!
"Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE!" she cried ecstatically.
A cloud of steam seemed to hover over the four sweating, writhing bodies. The room became hot and close, the sweet smell of cunt juice and the more musky odor of sweat and boy gism permeated the air.
Philip arched his back and came in Edna's driving cunt. This triggered off yet another orgasm for the woman. She collapsed on the sixteen-year-old youth, her lower body working non-stop.
"Harder!" Babe cried.
"Fucking ... tight ... pussy.. ." Bobby moaned, pounding into the fifteen-year-old.
"HARDER!" she exclaimed.
He really gave it to her then, all nine thick inches, fucking her like he'd never flicked before, every ounce of his adolescent strength being utilized for that one purpose. She screamed for mercy but he gave her none.
Edna got off the boy and lay on her stomach, indicating she wanted Philip to butt-fuck her for the first time. Her ass was very moist. The boy got to his knees and with trembling fingers pressed his shaft -- still hard and glistening with her cunt juices-against her puckered anus.
Babe came again and again. She begged Bobby to stop but he couldn't hear her. He kept fucking her with deep penetrating strokes. She was climbing the walls in ecstasy!
"OHHH GOD, I CANT KEEP THIS UP MUCH LONGER!" Babe squealed, almost losing consciousness.
Bobby exploded inside her, screaming with pleasure.
Edna pounded her ass, driving Philip's slim young penis deeper into her until his shaft was fully embedded inside her oozing shit channel. She panted for breath. They fucked like that for many minutes, the boy slowly approaching another tremendous orgasm.
"Oh God ... ohhhh!"
"Terrific ... Jesus that was really good!"
"Edna ... you're wonderful ... the most beautiful ass ... here it comes ... Jesus H. Christ, this is going to be a good one!"
Later, they lay in a heap, catching their breath and waiting for their pounding hearts to still. Edna then motioned for Bobby to join her. Babe smiled at her brother and he crawled over to her at the foot of the bed.
Philip positioned himself between Babs' spread legs and they kissed. Not like brother and sister but as lovers, passionately, and for many minutes. By the time their lips parted he had a raging erection which required immediate attention.
Without a word he slipped his hard tool between her pouting young twat lips and reamed directly across her burgeoned clitoris. Babs wrapped her legs around his slim ass and together they reveled in intense hick sensations.
Bobby was in Edna's arms. They began French kissing.
"Are you happy?" he whispered, easing his thick member into her dripping vagina.
Edna smiled broadly. "I'm the .happiest woman in the world!" And together they experienced the most intense pleasure possible.
