The realm of sexual expression has remained one of controversy for many centuries, and undoubtedly will remain so for many more. There is no answer for the individual considering any particular form of sexual outlet, except that he must be true to himself. The mature individual who has achieved this sort of self-honesty and completeness will be little harmed or affected by the illogical or irrational opinions of others.
In this exceptionally well written novel the author has cleverly woven this truth like an unseen thread throughout the entire work. Had the characters faced up to their unusual desires instead of trying to repress them, much of the anguish they suffered would logically have been avoided.
The author does not claim this concept of opinion to be solely his own, nor a revolutionary thought. To the contrary, it has been expressed by the wisest thinkers through the ages. "This above all: to thine own self be true, " was Shakespeare's way of saying the same thing; but it comes to us from still an earlier source, and one which not even the most rigid moralist can contest...."Happy is he that condemneth not himself for that which he alloweth himself. But he that doubteth is damned if he eat. " Those who deny others sexual pleasures by quoting the Scriptures would be well advised to consider this quote from Romans.
No doubt this era could be called the age of sexual enlightenment. That this ultimately will be for the benefit of all mankind is obvious merely by looking at the past and previous ages of enlightenment. But even a brief glance backwards will also reveal that, in such times, honored traditions and concepts were re-examined, and many times discarded. What was considered fact was found to be fancy. In short, the excuse that "it isn't done" or "it's shameful" will no longer suffice in denying man a specific form of pleasure.
The author has published many volumes of contemporary fiction with us. We offer no further comment, except our extreme pleasure in presenting this timely work. We now suggest that you read it and draw your own conclusions. A work of art, no matter how contemporary, should speak for itself.
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CHAPTER ONE
Blond, twelve year-old Eddie Hughs walked down the tree-lined suburban street with a distinct jauntiness to his step, his hands trapped in his pockets, his lips curved into a whistle, his eyes gleaming. Smiling, he recalled now only a week before he had loudly and vainly protested to his beautiful young mother that he hadn't wanted to take piano lessons, especially not from someone called Miss Parker! He had visions of a wrinkled, soft-spoken old spinster and couldn't see wasting his afternoons with such a person in front of an instrument he really had no interest in playing in the first place!
But now that he was on his way to his second lesson, he was very glad, indeed, that he had succumbed to his mother's fervent argument. Because Miss Parker was not an old spinster at all. Quite the contrary! The boy's heart raced as he remembered his first sight of her sensuous and alluring young body only three days before. She was twenty-five years old with long, flowing red hair that covered her back like a curtain of fire and voluptuously full breasts that always seemed to dance as she walked. This was not to mention, of course, the rounded curve of her buttocks that jiggled provocatively, barely covered by her short mini-skirt, as she walked into the kitchen to get him a glass of soda! And last time she was wearing a very sheer white blouse, one that you could see right through to the lacy outline of her brassiere!
It had been difficult for the handsome young boy to concentrate on the music lesson! And, he had a feeling it was going to be just as difficult this time!
Eddie stepped up to her front door and rang the bell. His heart pounded in his chest like a thousand drums and already he could feel his boy-penis jerk excitedly beneath his trousers! His large blue eyes gleamed as the front door slid open and he saw his voluptuous young piano teacher, dressed once again in a provocatively short mini-skirt and one of those sheer blouses, a powder-blue one this time. Eddie had trouble taking his eyes from her chest, where he could clearly see her frilly brassiere restraining the ample fullness of her breasts which seemed to stretch and strain against the confining fabric.
"Come in, Eddie. I've been waiting for you," she smiled cheerfully, leading him into what she called the Study where the piano sat off in one corner. Was it only three days ago that he had sat next to her on that piano stool, the warmth of her sensuous thigh pressing against his, the sweet aroma of her luscious perfume invading his brain so that he had begun to feel distinctly dizzy?
"Would you like a soda?" she asked politely. Eddie tried to grope for words, but they choked somewhere near the back of his throat and all he could do was to nod affirmatively. Watching her enticing young buttocks sway rhythmically as she walked out of the room, the twelve year-old hoped that the bulge growing so restlessly beneath his trouser crotch would go unnoticed when she returned. She was the most beautiful, exotically alluring woman the young boy had ever seen! More voluptuously attractive even than those naked blonde women he had seen in those pornographic movies over at Jerry's house! Vaguely, his imagination pictured them together in a scene like one of those he had seen in those films ... her lovely long legs wrapped around his back ... his eager young lips at her succulent breasts ... the organ of his manhood storming into the depths of her quivering pink cunt....
"Here you are, Eddie," her voice crashed into his revery, causing the boy to squirm uncomfortably. "Well, how have you been doing since I saw you last?"
"Oh ... fine," the perturbed youth managed to stammer, hoping that his voice would not betray the extreme excitement he felt just being in the same room with such a sensuously attractive young woman.
"And your mother? How is she doing? It's been so long since I've seen her, you know."
"Oh ... she's doing okay, I guess. It's kinda ... lonely you know. Dad died almost two years ago, and I think she misses him a lot. But she keeps busy ... teaching at the high school...." and fucking with me, the boy thought but didn't say. Six months before, he and his lovely young mother had discovered the carnal secrets of each other's bodies, but the youth had never told anyone about it, not even his closest buddies at school. It was a very special secret just between the two of them and he guarded it closely.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that. Now, Eddie, perhaps we'd better get on with our lesson!" Eddie Hughes sat next to Miss Parker on the hard piano stool, once again excited by the warmth of her smooth-skinned thigh as it nudged up against his. The exotic fragrance of her perfume once again invaded his nostrils and seemed to race through his feverish blood and it was all the young boy could do to focus his eyes on the sheet of music which she was pointing to in front of them. He watched with somewhat blurred vision as her long, slender fingers played lightly across the piano keys and the lovely music drifted into his ear as if in a technicolor dream.
Vaguely, the boy wondered what she thought of him. Whatever she thought, she could never possibly have guessed that he actually performed as the man of the house where his mother was concerned-and in more ways than one! Yet Marla Parker no doubt thought of him as a mere child, a young boy with no essential experience of life or sex. Suddenly, Eddie wished he was older than his twelve years. Eighteen, maybe, that would be a good age! Then this voluptuous creature would think of him more as the young man that he already was, with a man-sized potential in the sex department!
As Marla Parker's fingers played over the piano keys, the young boy's mind went back to the many nights he had spent in his mother's bed, the sweeping curves and lovely valleys of her naked flesh, the way her cunt seemed to hunger for the hot hardness of his boy-cock as it slithered like a heated ramrod up into the seething depths of her greedy cunt. Of course, she hadn't let him do all the things he had wanted to do. For instance, he had never licked her cunt the way those gorgeous creatures he saw in the sex films had always begged their partners to do. Often he had imagined what the sweet womanly fragrance of her cunt would be like ... how his long wet tongue would feel at the first electric contact with her pinkly glistening flesh ... how her hands would clasp around his blond, curly head and pull it closer to her sizzling loins in gluttonous desire....
"Eddie? Eddie, are you paying attention?"
"W-what? Oh ... oh, I am awfully sorry, Miss Parker!" the boy stammered, his face flushing to a bright crimson. The boy lowered his head in shame and immediately his eyes locked on the creamy soft skin of her exposed thigh, so provocatively peeking out from her short mini-skirt. It was there, right next to him, and all he had to do was to reach out to touch its satiny smoothness....
"All right now, Eddie. Pay attention," she said somewhat sternly. "Now, watch the notes I play...."
But Eddie continued to watch her thigh nestled so enticingly close to his own. His cock leaped into vibrant life within his snug trousers and his heart began again to pound wildly in his chest. He simply couldn't help himself! It was more than the lust-tormented young boy could stand! Tentatively, shyly, he let his trembling young hand come to rest on the lovely velvet flesh of her exposed thigh, an electric-like shock roaring through his body at the instant of contact. So what if she brushed him away? At least he would get some satisfaction, relieve at least a little of his frustration.
But Marla Parker didn't object. Quite the contrary. She continued on as if nothing had happened. "E flat ... D sharp ... A ... G."
Marla, of course, was well aware of the boy's hot hand on her tremulous thigh. She, too, had felt a jolt of aroused excitement at the first tentative contact. But, unknown to Eddie, she had always had a peculiar attraction for young boys-indeed, that was the main reason she gave piano lessons! Once she got the young darlings into her home ... it was only a matter of time. Some of them had to be encouraged and led by the hand ... others, like Eddie, took the initiative all on their own. Of course, she had never experienced a passionate love-making session with anyone as young as Eddie Hughes. But, she reasoned silently to herself, there was always a first time for everything!
Encouraged by her lack of reaction, by the very fact that she hadn't brushed his exploring hand away, Eddie Hughes suddenly began to feel even more excited than he had felt before! Minute droplets of sweat appeared on his forehead beneath the shock of curly hair that fell there and his fingers trembled almost violently as they dug into the softly pliant skin of her warm young thigh. She didn't protest, didn't object, didn't brush his hand away with righteous indignation! It was more than he could believe, more than he had hoped for! His young cock lurched vibrantly against the confining material of her trousers like a hungry tiger and his breath began to come in ragged spurts.
Slowly, without a word, while the twenty-five year-old piano teacher continued to strike at the keys, Eddie Hughes let his hand wander further and further up her thigh towards the secret sanctuary of her womanhood. He could almost feel the heat of it radiating out to his gently exploring hand as it searched along the smooth flesh towards that luscious fulcrum of her femininity. And still she didn't protest! Still not even one word of chastisement coming from her lush ruby lips! He could feel her thigh begin to quiver slightly and her breathing became slightly irregular as his trembling fingers crawled with a stealthy determination up the smooth wall of her sensitive inner thigh.
"God, you are a gorgeous woman," he murmured before he realized that the words were pouring from his lips from his lips.
Marla Parker turned to him with a smile dancing in her eyes and on her lips. It usually took longer than this. She had never before been so lucky during only the second lesson! And he was, after all, a very attractive young boy. True, he hadn't the fully developed body of a mature man, but the potential was there all right in his lithe young body. Already the muscles of his thighs strained against his trousers and she suspected that although he might nqt have hair on his chest, it was nevertheless a broad and powerful chest with his developing masculine muscles rippling through his young skin like swells of an ocean wave.
And that face! Could a more angelic appearance be found anywhere in town? It must be, she pondered, in the way his blond hair curls so softly across his forehead ... or perhaps the secret lies in those large, liquid blue eyes of his ... or in the oval shape of his young face and those high cheekbones ... or perhaps the ultimate source of his charm lay in those full young lips so sensuously curved at the corners like some sexy Hollywood movie star....
The young piano teacher could hold back no longer. It was a reckless game she was playing and the danger of her actually cumming right there on the piano stool was very great indeed the way that boy's hand was so seductively moving along the sensitive flesh of her creamy smooth inner thigh! She could not account for her actions once those probing fingers reached her already desire-drenched crotch! Her hand flew down to the enticing bulge in his trousers and she laughed out loud as his whole body jerked and lurched at the first instant of contact!
His hand seemed to jump on hers as if for self-protection.
"Relax, "Eddie. Relax, I know what I'm doing," the young piano teacher crooned close to his ear. His hand still on top of hers, he heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper and felt his hand slide down along with hers as the hardened tool of his sex throbbed maddeningly.
"Oooohhh!" he cried, his eyes widening as he saw the turgid rod of flesh leap eagerly out of his open fly. He felt his entire body shivering with lust-incited anticipation from the cool pressure of her searching fingers now teasing the naked flesh of his exposed penis. Spasms of sexual ecstasy raced through the boy's boiling blood and his hips lurched involuntarily as those long, slender columns traced erotic little circles around the blunt head of his pulsing instrument while her lips turned into a seductive smile.
"I'll tell you what, lover-boy," she intoned softly, her hot breath racing into his ear. "Let's go into the bedroom ... where we'll be more comfortable!"
The twelve year-old felt as if he were walking through a thick fog as he slowly followed his voluptuous piano teacher back into her bedroom. It looked very much like a woman's bedroom with its white lacy bedspread and plush white carpet. But what really struck the impressionable youth were the red velvet curtains and the red velvet canopy which hung over the large double bed! It was almost like a ... a whorehouse! Or, rather, what he imagined a whorehouse must be like!
As the young redhead lowered him onto the softness of her bed, the young boy was briefly reminded of his mother and the many nights they had passed together making love in her bedroom. Lately, of course, he had been vaguely restless to fuck with other women as well, to explore other avenues of sexual adventure, but he had never known how to approach the subject with his mother for fear of hurting her feelings. And if she ever found out what he was about to do with Marla Parker....
But even as these thoughts clamored through the boy's lust-dazed brain, something inside told him that this was an opportunity he would be downright foolish to pass by. After all, Marla Parker was an older women who might be able to teach him a few things that his mother hadn't taught him! And besides, she was damned beautiful and he did want her desperately so why should he deny himself! He was just at that age when every new aspect of sex was a marvelous and glorious discovery that seemed to have singled him out for its ecstatic pleasure-giving joys. Every new experience was an adventure, more valuable than all the gold in the bank of England!
Eddie found himself on the soft comfort of Marla's large double bed, her hand warmly caressing the heated rod of his boy-cock, urging it to greater "and greater erection. The twelve year-old lay back blissfully, allowing the blissful sensations to run wild through his young body. All conscience and cares drifted from his eager young mind and he reveled in the exciting tremors rippling through him as her hand continued its erotic work on his rapidly hardening young cock. His eyes closed and he fell into a kind of trance....
Suddenly, he felt as if he had been jolted with a electric prod. Flames of licking desire raced through his boiling blood and his legs began to quiver.
"Oh my God!" he moaned deliriously, lifting his head to stare down, hardly believing the sight that greeted his eyes. There was Marla Parker, a satisfied smile playing on her lips and a devilish glint in her chocolate brown eyes, crouched between his legs running her wet pink tongue up and down the madly pulsing length of his blood-inflated penis!
"Oooohhh ... aaarrrhhhgh...." he moaned, watching with fascination as his twenty-five year-old piano teacher began to deftly caress his cum-laden balls with her small licking and lathing at the hardness of his lust-bloated shaft of boy flesh. It seemed to magically grow and expand with pulsing intensity from every electric-like swipe of her wildly flicking tongue. Added to that ecstatic pleasure was the sight of her lovely young face, distorted with lust as she groveled up between his legs, infusing every nerve-ending in his body with a divine and inspiring pleasure. The young boy closed his eyes and fell back, his head resting on the softness of the pillow, a shuddering ecstasy flowing through him at the delicate touch of her eagerly enfolding lips as she enclosed the bulbous head with her warmly steaming mouth.
"Mmmmm ... ooohhhh...." came her muted cry as her wetly glistening lips tightened like firmly clasping elastic around the throbbing shaft, trapping the blunt, rubbery head inside. Within seconds her expert and well-experienced young tongue began to dart feverishly around the knobby hardness, slipping tantalizingly in and out of the tiny glans head opening at the top from which oozed the hot fluids of his rapt excitement.
"Ooooohh ... yeeessss...." Eddie crooned, opening his eyes to once more feast his eyes on this unbelievable sight, smiling, too, in lust-incited delight at the ovaled tightness of her lovely ruby-red lips. The sight of his massively swollen boy-cock disappearing into the clasping circle of her eagerly sucking mouth triggered a stab of illicitly exciting pleasure within him and without conscious effort found that his hips moved upwards to greet her erotically stimulating mouth, driving his granite-hard rod deeper into her hungrily receptive mouth.
Those lusciously ovaled lips tightened around the pulsing shaft of his masculinity now and began to slip up and down the corrugated flesh of it. The sharpness of her small white teeth exerted an almost excruciating pressure on the sensitive webbed underside of that throbbing organ and seemed to goad it into almost impossible hardness. Eddie felt like he was bathing in a pool of pleasure and he could feel, too, the constant churning of his heated cum within the fondled sac of his testicles building to almost an explosive pressure.
"Oh Christ, Marla ... I've never ... felt anything ... so incredible...." the panting youngster stammered. "Ooooohhh, don't stop, don't ever stop!"
Eddie's head pounded with almost as much intensity as his blood-pressured prick and he knew that nothing he had ever done with his mother could compare to this exciting experience! He had never known such exquisite pleasure existed and wondered why his mother hadn't discovered this powerful aphrodisiac. Or, if she had discovered it, why she hadn't done it to him. Perhaps it was just that she didn't think he was old enough, mature enough, to really appreciate such a mind-shattering stimulation. Or perhaps she was simply saving it for some very special occasion.
Well, as far as Eddie Hughes was concerned, this was a very special occasion! It was beginning to dawn on the twelve year-old that perhaps his mother didn't really know everything there was to know about sex. Perhaps his father had been reluctant to teach her some of the more exotic and erotically exciting aspects of sexual encounter. Or perhaps Mom was simply a little bit shy about revealing the true depths of her experience to her young son.
But there was nothing shy about Marla Parker! Here was a woman, not a mere girl but a real woman, who knew how to give pleasure as well as receive it! Here was a woman who could-and probably would-teach him about a whole world of sexual exploits that he had never even dreamed of, that he had never seen in those sex films, that he had never heard about from any of his buddies at school (even though he hung out with an older crowd of boys between fourteen and seventeen years old)!
Eddie had, by this time, of course, completely forgotten about the dreaded piano lessons. In fact, the young boy was aware of nothing at all but the tremendous spasms of lust-flaming pleasures convulsing through him from the salacious and stimulating sucking and licking his young piano teacher was giving him! His hotly throbbing cock had never felt so vibrantly alive and that deep, aching churning in his sperm-filled balls felt as though it would explode all the way down her throat and into the dark depths of her smooth white belly!
Marla was still fondling those pendulously heavy testicles with one hand while her warmly torrid mouth sucked voraciously at the thickly throbbing shaft which drove deep into her with every flick of his pelvis. Her eyes were half-closed and her face flushed a deep scarlet from the intensity and pleasure of her work. To Eddie Hughes at that moment she was the most erotically beautiful woman in the world and he watched with mesmerized fascination as his turgid, plunging cock disappeared in between her greedily clasping ruby lips until his heavy balls slapped against her chin. Her flowing, flame-colored hair strayed in soft wisps around her face as she crouched there, busily and eagerly sucking in the entire length of his blood-pounding shaft of boy flesh.
Marla, too, felt exquisite spasms of pleasure racing through every fiber of her being as the bittersweet taste of his masculine lust-juices poured in thin droplets from the glans tip of his blunt-headed cock. She could tell from his reaction that this was the first time anyone had sucked his cock and this realization lifted her to even greater heights of passionate glory. Christ, the boy might even be a virgin for all she knew! And it had been so long since she had enjoyed the pleasure of de-flowering a handsome young virgin, of introducing an inexperienced youth to the kaleidoscope of whirling sexual passions that she knew so well! Moaning and groaning in muted ecstasy around his lunging hard cock, the young piano teacher reveled in the sublime sensations that its fevered flesh triggered in her own lust-aroused young body, and yearned for the moment when he would cum. Because then they could both get naked and go on to even more exciting adventures....
"Oooohh ... eeeee ... aaarrrhhhgh ... oh, suck it!" the young boy groaned, wondering vaguely how such a small mouth could possibly envelop such a monstrous instrument without choking. Her lustful lips were barely brushing against the blond, wiry curls of his pubic hair and the tip of his bulbous cock-head was nudging against the back of her throat where her larynx lay. He couldn't understand why she didn't choke, but she hardly seemed to notice. Quite the contrary, she seemed divinely intent on swallowing even more of his passion-driven boy-cock in the soft-walled furnace of her mouth.
Marla's eyes met his for one brief moment, encouraging him to an even more fervent performance and displaying the naked pleasure she felt at the heated throbbing of his turgid cock in her steaming mouth. Eddie tried to answer her glance but found that the pressure in his lust-heated balls was nearly all-consuming in its intensity. He knew that he couldn't hold back much longer, even though he wanted this new-found pleasure to go on and on forever. The certainty that within moments he would shoot his thick white cum into his young piano teacher's warmly sucking mouth seemed magically to intensify the lewdly exciting sensations cavorting through the entire length of his body. Added to this was the exquisite pleasure engendered by the knowledge that his cock was being sucked and kissed and orally fondled by a real woman, an older woman who had excited him from the first moment he had seen her and who he had dreamed of fucking although he was sure he would never have the chance.
"Oooohh ... I'm gonna....cum ... cum ... cum...." the twelve year-old chanted in an animalistic wail strangely unlike his normal voice. "Oooohhh ... keep sucking ... harder ... harder ... aaarrrruuugh!"
Young Eddie felt his entire body stiffen and arch upwards, suspended for a few interminable seconds over an abyss of delirious pleasure before crashing wildly down against the voluptuous redhead's insanely sucking mouth.
God, his buddies would never believe him! How could he ever convince him that this gorgeous, sensuously attractive young piano teacher had sucked on his cock until his cum exploded like a volcano into the depths of her wildly hungry mouth?
"AAARRRRUUUUUGHHH!" His voice seemed to echo through his lust-fevered brain as he began to pound his pelvis feverishly, forcing his madly jerking boy-cock further and further back into his young piano teacher's softly clutching throat.
Marla, too, could feel the thrill of her own climax poised within her body, the delirious pleasure of her final release only moments away.
But she didn't want it yet. Desperately trying to hold back the floodtide of her own passions until more provocative stimulation could be found, she set her entire energy to bear on the hotly throbbing cock clasped so tightly between her luscious, ovaled lips. It gave her an obscene pleasure to know that her mouth would be the very first to taste the scalding white cum of this inexperienced twelve year-old boy and that, if her intended next ventures with him went as well as this one, he would undoubtedly be her sex-slave for a very long time! Yes, she would show him worlds of sexual adventures that he had never dreamed of even in his most vivid sexual fantasies and he would be grateful enough to keep coming back for more ... and more ... and more....
An electric jolt of pure pleasure shot through the young teacher's body as the first onrush of his thick white semen flooded into her mouth, foaming past her tightly ovaled lips and rushing back to her throat. Its bittersweet taste sent shivers of shuddering excitement through her tremulous loins as her cheeks hollowed and filled rapidly as she struggled desperately to swallow every last drop of the flooding juices and Eddie watched with admiration glowing in his eyes as she succeeded! Even after the last drops of that hotly spewing fluid emerged from his jerking cock, she sucked even more voraciously to milk every last ounce of it, drinking down the thick white liquid with a gluttonous appetite.
The astonished and deliriously pleased young boy had never experienced anything this incredibly exciting in all of his twelve years. His entire body seemed to be devoured by the flames of lust which had consumed and consumated his delirious passion and every nerve-ending seemed to tingle madly with the intensity of his rapture. When he finally fell back, his now deflated young cock slipping like a limp banana from between her moistened lips, he thought he would never be able to breathe normally again, that his pounding heart would never regain its normal beating within the walls of his virile young chest. His breath was still coming in ragged, panting spurts, and hers was too! He could see that her body was quivering and trembling as madly as his own and he wondered vaguely how she would achieve her satisfaction now that he had achieved his own.
"Well, lover-boy, how do you feel now?" she gasped, running her long, delicate fingers over the flaccid length of his spent cock, teasing the head with her sharp nails.
"God ... I can't tell you ... that was ... absolutely sensational!" the boy stammered his breath choking in the back of his throat.
"Good ... very good ... because now we're going to get ready for some more ... fun!" she giggled, getting up off the bed.
Eddie Hughes couldn't believe his eyes. God, she was actually taking off her clothes! His eyes were drawn by a magnetic force to her voluptuous young body as she seductively unbuttoned her sheer, see-through blouse to reveal the naked flesh of her fully ripe breasts straining against the lacy fabric of her brassiere. Arching her back, the well-rounded young piano teacher reached up and behind her to unfasten her brassiere and then she let it fall to the floor, revealing the smooth alabaster flesh of her gently quivering, ruby-crested breasts to the young boy's lust-glazed gaze.
"Like what you see so far?" she laughed, purposely moving her shoulders back and forth so that those buoyant mounds of delectable flesh danced lewdly before Eddie's feasting eyes.
"God, yeah!" he managed to answer, wondering if his words were louder than the drum-beat pounding of his heart. "Oh, Marla, you're the most beautiful woman...."
"But you've only seen half of the package," she crooned as her deft hands unzipped her short mini-skirt and let it, too, fall to the floor. Swaying her hips seductively, the voluptuous young redhead insinuated her fingers irito the waistband of her frilly white panties, her eyes locked on the flushing face of her twelve year-old lover. She was enjoying the incredible disbelief registered in his eyes and the gaping amazement of his open mouth as slowly, provocatively, swaying her hips all the while, she slid those panties down the long smooth columns of her shapely young thighs and legs. Stepping out of them, she began to slowly walk towards the bed where her boy-lover lay, still gaping at her in wide-eyed disbelief.
"Oh my God!" the boy stammered, fighting for breath as he drank in the satiny-smooth contours of her voluptuous nakedness. His mother was a beautiful woman, but his mother's body was by now familiar to him and this one was not, making it all the more fascinating and inspiring. He watched the young piano teacher's luscious breasts jiggle provocatively as she slowly walked towards him on the bed, until he found his eyes drawn like magnets to the russet triangle of her enticing pubic mound drawing closer and closer to his crimson-flushed face.
"And now it's time for you to take off your clothes, too, young man. And then, since I've tasted your cock, I think it's only fair that you taste my cunt...."
CHAPTER TWO
The house lay in complete darkness except for a small light in the kitchen and the brightness of the color television set in the living room. Thirty year old Mindy Hughes lay sprawled comfortably on the living room sofa, only half involved with the detective story she was watching absently, a half-full drink clutched tightly in her hand. Ordinarily, Eddie Hughes' mother was not much of a drinker, but she felt especially miserable and lonely that night and so she had enjoyed not one but three stiff drinks to calm her nerves and ease her troubled mind.
Earlier that evening she had tried to concentrate on the term papers she had to correct for her high school English classes. She had, in fact, been about half-way through with her work when suddenly she threw the red pencil down, lit yet another cigarette, and decided to pour herself a nice Scotch and soda. Afterwards, she had tried to concentrate on a magazine article she had been meaning to read for days, but found her mind wandering too often to her late husband Alex and her handsome twelve year old son, Eddie.
So, in the end, she had given up any effort at constructive activity for the evening and turned on the television. Switching the channel selector around several times, she finally settled on a mystery story that would, hopefully, keep her mind from the troubles which plagued her. But her mind was restless that evening and even the liquor she consumed didn't seem to relax her. Nevertheless, she remained lying on the couch, drink in hand, waiting for her son Eddie to come home.
He was such a wonderful son! The best anyone could ask for, the voluptuous young mother thought to herself. So much like his father, Alex Hughes. When she had first met Alex thirteen years before, he had just been discharged from the Navy and he looked so handsome in his uniform with that wave of curly blond hair spilling down over his forehead and his brightly gleaming, slightly mischievous blue eyes! It had been love at first sight, all right, and they had been married only two weeks later. And Mindy didn't regret a moment of her wonderful marriage to Alex, for their ten years together had been the happiest of her life.
But now he was gone, killed in a tragic automobile accident two years before. Now she was alone in the world, except for her darling young son Eddie, and although she had met quite a number of dashing and handsome men since Alex had died, none of them seemed as attractive or as wonderful as Alex had been. She hoped, fervently, that one day she would meet a man she could love half as much as she had loved Alex ... but so far she hadn't found that man. And wasn't likely to at the school where she taught, she mused ruefully. Sure, there were some men teachers who had expressed an overt interest in her voluptuously sensual body, but most of them were married and the others were not in the least attractive or interesting.
At least she had Eddie, the young mother reflected. If it hadn't been for the love and affection and constant attention of her handsome twelve year old son, she would have gone mad long ago. And then, about six months ago, their love for each other had developed past the mere maternal aspect and they had become lovers. Oh, she knew that the world would think of their ... incest ... (she didn't like the word-it seemed so cruel a description of what was for her merely a natural outlet for her fierce affection) ... as wrong and wicked, but their sexual relations had brought them both a measure of happiness and fulfillment that they could never otherwise have found.
Of course, Mindy had to admit that lately Eddie had become ... well, almost distant ... as if she had slipped dramatically in the ranking of things which were important to him. She wondered ruefully if he had found a young girlfriend his own age. If not, he would surely someday find a girl and then, Mindy knew, she and Eddie would begin to drift further and further apart. He would grow up and go out to lead a life of his own someday ... if only that day didn't have to come too soon! If only their warmly loving relationship could last for a few more years ... until she, too, could find someone to share her lonely life and bed with her!
Just thinking about her handsome young son gave the young mother a tingling sensation that raced madly up her spine and quivered in her ripe and ample breasts. She could feel her rosy nipples beginning to harden against the flimsy material of her robe as well as the tell-tale seepage coming from her soft-walled womb whenever she thought about the madly passionate nights she had spent with young Eddie. Oh, if only he would come home soon! He had been out late so many nights lately--too late for a twelve year old boy! But then, in a lot of ways, Eddie was very mature for his age....
Slam!
The back door! Eddie must be home!
Quickly, Mindy turned over, stretching her lovely body to reach the lamp beside the couch. After turning it on, she sat up, straightened out her robe, leaving it open in front just enough to reveal the barest outline of her upswinging breasts and the deep cleavage between, ran her fingers through her short blonde hair and directed her gaze towards the kitchen. The excited young mother could hear the refrigerator door open and close a couple of times, followed by the banging and clanging of cupboards and drawers opening and closing, and then, at last, a hollered cry of, "Hi, Mom! I'm home!"
Mindy raced into the kitchen, trying not to appear too nervous or upset, and sat down at the table facing her blond-haired young son who was busily munching on a sandwich he had thrown together for himself. He smiled in greeting between great chomping bites and the young mother smiled feebly in return, wanting desperately to have a heart-to-heart, serious talk with her son but fearing that the time was not quite right.
Instead, she asked, "How was the movie, son?"
Eddie gulped. He couldn't possibly tell his Mom, understanding though she was, that the movie he had gone to see was not at the local movie theater but in Jerry Garson's garage! He couldn't very well explain what kind of a movie it was, either! So, taking a long swallow of his soda, trying to act as nonchalant as possible, he answered, "Fine, Mom. Just fine." And then he returned to the devouring of his sandwich without another word.
The young mother was worried. Eddie had been going around lately with an older crowd of boys, fourteen and sixteen years old-some of them students in her high school! And he certainly had been to a lot of movies lately with these boys. She wondered vaguely what had suddenly inspired her young son to become so interested in movies....
It was obvious that Eddie wasn't going to say any more than that about his activities that evening. Had he really been to the movies? Or had he been out in someone's car ... necking or making love with some young teenage girl? The young mother could feel herself tense at the mere thought of it. No, it probably wasn't that at all ... he would no doubt tell her proudly of his conquering exploits if that was the case. But still....
Searching for something to say, Mindy finally asked, "And how was your piano lesson this afternoon?"
Again, Eddie gulped. He hoped his mother wouldn't notice the sudden tremor that came into his hand.
"Uh ... fine, Mom ... swell ... real nice," he finally managed to stammer, taking a quick swallow of his soda to lubricate his suddenly dry throat. "Great ... I'm supposed to go back tomorrow, as a matter-of-fact."
Mindy could sense the tension in her young son's voice. Moreover, it struck her as slightly peculiar that Eddie was suddenly showing such enthusiasm for the piano lessons he had so desperately fought against taking in the first place! Of course, Miss Parker was supposed to be a fabulous teacher. Several of Mindy's friends sent their youngsters to her and all of them agreed that their children were very enthusiastic about the lessons. That was why she had chosen Miss Parker in the first place, although she had never met the woman.
Well, she was glad Eddie seemed to be so happy about the piano lessons. Mindy considered it very important that youngsters should have some exposure to both art and music and what better way than by learning to play the piano? Not that she thought Eddie would ever take the piano seriously ... but at least it would give him some knowledge of music and that was really all she could ask.
"Well, I'm glad, son. Very glad," she said at last, avoiding his eyes as she spoke. Oh, if only she had the courage to tell him what was really on her mind, to tell him how concerned she was about his many late nights out with his friends and his seeming lack of concern lately for his own mother! She was afraid that he would resent the intrusion into his private affairs-teenagers were always very touchy about that, as she well knew from dealing with youngsters all day long at the high school. But, still, there must be a way to broach the subject without alienating her well-loved son....
Mindy took a long swallow from her drink and sighed, resigned to having a serious talk with her son some other time. It was late, anyway, and they both had to get up early tomorrow.
Twelve year old Eddie Hughes snuck a glance at his mother out of the corner of his eye. He could tell that she was in a rather bad mood. No doubt she was upset because he had been home so little lately. Today, for example, he had gone right from school for that memorable piano lesson and afterwards had gone to the local drive-in hamburger place with some of his friends. So Mom had eaten dinner alone. And then, after cruising around for a while in Billy's convertible, all of the boys had gone back to Jerry's garage to watch the movie he had gotten hold of just that afternoon. And it had been a really sensational one! He'd have to try out some of the things he had seen tomorrow when he went to Marla Parker for his "piano lesson"!
But for now, he felt slightly guilty that he had neglected his mother. After all, she didn't have anyone else in the world but him since his father had died two years before. Oh, she had a sister, his Aunt Carolyn, but she lived way out in California and they hardly ever heard from her. The last time they had seen Aunt Carolyn, in fact, was the day of Dad's funeral! No, his mother really had nobody else to love, nobody else to depend on except him. And he had been so busy lately between his friends and the softball team that he played on ... well, he simply hadn't given his mother the attention she really needed. Not even in bed.
Throwing his dirty dishes into the sink, young Eddie Hughes took his mother's hand and whispered into her ear. "Come on, Mom, let's go to bed." As she rose, he couldn't help but glance inside her open robe to the enormous swell of her mature breasts with their luscious cherry-colored summits. A surge of that familiar old desire swept through his loins as they walked together towards the bedroom, as he watched the sensuous movement of her ripely rounded ass-cheeks and the satiny flesh of her exposed young thighs. Yes, his mother was still a magnificently attractive woman even if she was thirty years old! If only she would let him do some of the things he had seen in that movie tonight....
Once they reached the bedroom, Eddie quickly tore off his clothes and hopped onto the bed, patting the mattress by his side in invitation to his mother. Happily, she climbed onto the bed beside him, desire glowing in her lovely blue eyes, a tremor of lust rippling through her delectable young body. Lovingly, her young son reached out to draw the transparent material of her robe off of her shoulders to reveal the full and voluptuous mounds of her quivering breasts, which seemed to jump out and beg to be touched.
"Oh, Mom, you're so beautiful," the twelve year old murmured as his lips gently grazed the pink-colored summits while he carefully withdrew the robe from her body until she was as naked as he. He heard his mother moan with pleasure as his lips fastened around her tautly distended nipples and she fell back onto the bed, tremulous desire sweeping through her cock-hungry cunt. Yes, she was still a very beautiful and desirable woman, the young boy thought ... if only she would loosen up a little ... let him try some different things ... like what he had done with Marla that afternoon....
Suddenly the boy felt a jolt of excitement quake through his body. His mother's anxious fingers had grasped the hardening rod of his young cock and now she was tightening her grip around that pulsing organ, nearly driving him mad with swirling pleasure. Already his balls were beginning to tingle and fill with their hot, precious load! "Oooohhhh ... feels so good, Mom!" the youngster moaned as his mother gingerly began to run her fingers up and down the ever expanding rod, feeling it pulsate with vibrant life in response to her erotic touch.
"Ummmmm ... feels good to me, too," his mother crooned as she felt that thickening shaft of boy flesh growing and growing in her hand, amazed at the warmth and intensity pouring through it. Eddie might only be twelve years old, and his young penis not quite as large as Alex's was ... but that lust-driven spear was still large enough to give her immense and incredible satisfaction!
Young Eddie threw his head back and closed his lust-glazed eyes. His mother's cool fingers felt so good on his lust-burning cock! Of course, it had felt better when Marla took it into her mouth that afternoon ... but Mom would never do that. And this felt pretty good all the same with her eagerly stroking fingers sliding up and down the madly pulsing shaft of his cock with a slowly building rhythm. On and on her fingers traveled, reaching from the hairy base along the sensitive underside and up to his blunt-headed cock-tip, teasing and tantalizing and bringing that love-instrument to vibrantly turgid life!
Mindy Hughes reveled in the hot hard strength pulsing with eager lust beneath her eagerly stroking fingers. She had always loved to touch Alex's cock like this, to feel it grow and come alive under her touch, to feel it heated and throbbing with life in response to her tactile urgings. It triggered fiery flickers of desire in her own vibrantly throbbing loins and she could feel the lust-juices of her desire seeping slowly out of her hair-framed love-mouth while she continued to lovingly finger the hot poker of her son's young cock with trembling hands. Perhaps it was the drinks she had had before, or perhaps it was simply her abject loneliness, but she thought she would never know a greater pleasure than the feel of this torridly throbbing organ clasped so tightly between her anxiously stroking young fingers!
"Ooooohhhhh," her son moaned, realizing that his mother's rhythmic stroking of his hot young cock had already built his passion to nearly the bursting point. He could feel the warm, thick cum churning madly in his aching balls and he knew that if she continued with her erotic ministrations much longer, he would cum all over her hand! He had to act quickly!
The young mother sensed the boy's anxiety and obeyed immediately when he commanded, "Turn over, mom! Come on ... over!" She had no idea why he wanted her to turn over. He had never asked her to do that before. Vaguely, she wondered what he was going to do. But, in fact, she didn't really care. Her own passions had passed the danger point and if he didn't slide that lust-thickened cock of his into the screaming, steaming hole of her womanhood pretty soon she felt like she would explode! Mad, quivering ripples of impassioned desire spiraled through her eagerly waiting cunt, through her tremulous white belly and up through her ample alabaster breasts, finally converging with madly tingling intensity in the pink marble tips of her throbbing nipples!
Suddenly, a slight shiver of trepidation surged through the madly aroused young mother as she felt her son's hot hands on the pliant flesh of her rounded ass-cheeks. What was he going to do? Surely he wouldn't hurt her ... but what exactly did he have in mind? And, above all, where had he learned this new technique? But the young mother's mind was brought back quickly to the erotic matter at hand when she felt her young son tighten his grip on those twin yielding moons of flesh and slowly drew them apart, and then a rush of cold air invaded that now-exposed crevice to send a new shiver of excitement tingling up Mindy Hughes' spine.
"Eddie? Eddie ... w-what...." she began as her son continued to pull apart those soft, flaccid cheeks to feast his eyes on the darkly mysterious canyon nestled between them. "It's ok, Mom ... ok . this is gonna be real good...." the boy encouraged as his eyes bulged in lust-incited fascination when first he saw the tiny, hairless aperture of her anus. His lust compelling him, the twelve year old boy leaned forward and, darting out his eagerly wet tongue, ran it down the warm length of his mother's quivering anal slit. "Ooohhh!" she cried, automatically pulling forward at the unexpected exploration while her son's fingers tightened on the soft, fleshy contours of her buttocks until the skin rippled between them. Again, not thinking but acting in response to his passion-propelled instinct, the young boy licked lewdly at the dark crack, reveling in the distant tremor which convulsed through his surprised young mother.
"Oooohhh! Eddie!" she cried again, this time without astonishment but, in fact, with a tinge of satisfaction. She had not expected this rear oral loving ... and she hoped he wouldn't go so far as to try to lick her warmly seeping cunt for he knew that she didn't want him to do that. But she knew, too, that this teasing oral caress was in a strange way somehow pleasing, sending sparks of fiery pleasure through her hungry pussy.
But the young mother drew in her breath sharply when she felt the unfamiliar and unexpected nudging of a finger at the furrow of her buttocks. What was he doing now?
"E-Eddie? P-please ... please," she begged. "Not that ... you know I don't want...." And before she could finish expressing her fear in words, she felt that exploring finger reach all the way along that quivering corridor to the lustfully seeping opening of her precious vaginal vault. And gently, that finger slipped inside, sending spasms of delight rippling through her, making her feel dizzy with the intensity of her ardor.
Salacious sensations of pleasure flooded through the young mother as her son slowly slipped his finger along the hair-lined lips of her quivering cunt, teasing those swollen lips until finally it passed along to the erectly throbbing bud of her sensitive clitoris. Bolts of pleasure, like lightning, shot through her entire trembling body as the boy's fire-filled fingertip teased and tweaked at that delectable little bud, feeling it grow harder and more pulsatingly alive beneath his touch, and he continued his erotically stimulating work with a satisfied smile until he heard his wantonly abandoned mother cry out from sheer ecstasy.
"Aaarruuugh ... eeeee ... ooohhh!" Eddie had thought, for a moment, of slipping his extended middle finger into the tightly clasping ring of his mother's pinkly puckered anus, but had relinquished the idea at the first sound of her protestation. He had seen a fellow do that in the movie tonight before he had fucked that sumptuous blonde in the ass ... but that would have to wait for another time! For now, though, he could feel his young cock growing harder and harder, aching ever more painfully for release as his finger slowly slipped into the sizzling wet channel of his mother's hungry cunt. He could feel her inner muscles contract around his invading digit, greedily sucking it all the way in.
The twelve year old began now to plunge his finger in and out of his mother's moistly clinging cuntal canal ... then two fingers ... then three extended fingers were lunging in a rhythmic tempo in and out of that warmly welcoming pussy. He could feel his mother's hips begin an involuntary undulation now in tempo to match the rhythmic stroking of his three invading fingers. She moaned and groaned and gasped for breath at the erotic fingerfucking of her deliriously burning cunt continued until she could feel the blood-roiling pressures of her passion reach the danger point. If he kept it up much longer, she would cum all over his finger.
"Oh Eddie! Fuck me now!" she pleaded in a hoarse, throaty voice, her buttocks rising up into the air and then slapping down onto the mattress as his three extended fingers pumped into her arduously aroused young cunt. "Please! Hurry! Oh Eddie, fuck me ... fuck me ... now,-Eddie ... now...."
And Eddie was ready to do just that. Fiercely, the young boy gripped the satin smooth globes of his mother's sensuously rounded buttocks and pulled her slightly backwards. Instantly she felt the hard-headed tip of his eager penis nudging at the lust-swollen lips of her madly quivering vagina, forcing its way between the cushiony mounds of her ass-cheeks. Pausing for a moment to gather his forces, the young boy smiled triumphantly down at his anxiously trembling young mother who had never enjoyed fucking in this position before. Of course, neither had Eddie, but he had seen it done in the pornographic film that Jerry had shown in his garage last week.
Suddenly, with an almost animalistic grunt of desire, the twelve year old rammed forward, forcing the thick hardness of his blood-pressured cock into the tiny opening of his mother's cock-hungry cunt.
"Ooooohhhh! Eeeeeeee! Aaaaaaauuugh!" his mother moaned, rocking her sensuous hips back to welcome the pile-driving invasion of that enormously swollen cudgel. Pleasure swirled madly through her captive young body at the first lust-fired contact of that aching thick organ of boy flesh and she wanted desperately to suck all of it into the flame-devoured channel of her cunt.
She could hear her son moaning behind her, groaning with the passion of his ecstasy as his long hot hardness slithered into the warmly welcoming sheath of her receptive vagina. It reminded her of the many glorious nights she had enjoyed with Alex, when his man-sized cock would ram into her belly until she felt like she had been divinely split in two ... when his poker-hot ramrod would madly pummel into her cock-stuffed cunt producing wave after wave of magnificently exquisite pleasure until at last he would cum, filling the very roots of her soul with his thick, scalding white love-juice until it would overflow in tiny rivulets along her sensitive inner thighs! Oh, if only she could find another wonderful, pleasure-giving man like Alex!
"Mom ... push back ... back...." her son choked, bringing his mother back to the erotic event at hand. Instantly she obeyed, rocking her hips backwards towards the plunging penis of her twelve year old son until at last she could feel its hot, bulbous head battering up against her cervix. Waves of fiery pleasure filled the young mother's undulating naked body, her breasts quivering beneath her, her mind reeling from the ecstatic delight tingling seemingly along the naked surface of her flesh. Slowly, she could feel her son withdrawing his invading teenage instrument until all that "was left in the clinging mouth of her lust-lubricated cunt was its blood-engorged head.
"Ooohhh! Ummmmm! Oh, Mom!" Eddie groaned as he felt her lust-swollen pussy lips clinging madly to the hot blunt head of his cock. He could see those pinkly glistening lips clearly from his rear position and the sight of them only inspired him to greater heights of abandoned lust. Digging his fingers more fiercely into the luscious soft cheeks of her buttocks, the young boy pulled his mother back again so that her cunt swallowed up all of his turgidly throbbing length once more and he watched with ecstatic fascination as those coral-hued lips seemed to disappear back inside along with the throbbing shaft of his sex.
God! This was as good as it looked in that film!
Almost immediately now, the young boy began to establish a rhythmic tempo, lunging in and out of his mother's cock-hungry cunt with smooth, even strokes. A cloud of sublime bliss settled over Mindy Hughes as the fire-filled lance of boy flesh filled her soft-walled womb with its burning desire, drawing in and out as her hips rocked back and forth to eagerly welcome each new forward plunge. Soon those strokes began to become more fervent, almost savage as the rhythm built and built to a mind-shattering crescendo of fucking. Eddie felt infused with a new and powerful recklessness, reveling in his conquest of his mother's inhibitions. It was him teaching her for a change-and she loved it as much as he did! From now on he wouldn't be so hesitant about trying new techniques and positions with his love-starved young mother!
The young boy watched in mesmerized fascination as the pinkly glistening lips of his mother's luscious pussy surrounded his thickly throbbing shaft with each outstroke, then disappeared back inside with each powerful instroke of his lust-driven rod of boy flesh. He had seen the sight once before, of course, in the film yesterday, but this was so much more exciting because it was the real thing! It was his own passion-propelled cock sliding into his own mother's sizzling, madly clasping cunt! He reveled in the lust-tormenting sensations sweeping through his body as he felt his mother's vaginal muscles contract tightly around his invading hardness, greedily trying to cling to it as it slipped out, then eagerly clasping it in moist, warm welcome as it plundered back in!
But the aching in his balls could not be contained much longer. Soon he would shoot his fiery white load all the way up into the depths of her hungrily sucking belly and the divine ecstasy of his own release would flood through his convulsing naked body like a tidal wave. His rhythmic thrusts became harder and wilder now, the churning cum in his balls screaming for release, the whole length of his rock-hard prick feeling like it was ablaze with his hotly urgent passion. He tried to hold back, thought, for just a moment longer, knowing that his mother, too, was on the verge of her own cataclysmic orgasm.
And, indeed, Mindy Hughes felt as if every nerve-ending in her body was on fire as her gluttonously hungry cunt greedily swallowed and closed tightly around the long hot hardness of her twelve year old son. She felt again like she used to feel with Alex, that indescribable pinnacle of ecstasy that filled her entire naked body from her torridly clinging cunt all the way up through her madly quivering breasts! And she was almost there now, almost poised on the brink of that mind-blinding explosion of lust that would wrack and rock her naked body with delicious spasms of passion....
But young Eddie couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm ... cumming ... cumming ... cumming ... cumming...." he chanted and the knowledge that he was about to explode into her brought Mindy to that very precipice of pleasure which she had been straining so hard to reach.
And cum he did. Like an erupting volcano, his thick white sperm-flooded into her as his entire body stiffened in one last plunging pound against her naked ass-cheeks. Wave after wave of the hotly flowing juices spurted into her madly sucking cunt like rivers of molten lava, filling that cavity to overflowing so that thin trickles of it seeped out hotly onto the creamy flesh of her thighs. Jerking madly out of control, his boy-cock delivered streaming hot jets of the precious love-juices seemingly forever into her stretched and sucking cunt, while her hips rocked back to greet his passionate explosion.
And then her own orgasm exploded from the very depths of her being. Her body arched and hovered for one interminable second, and then it crashed backwards against her son's loins as her cunt contracted spasmodically and her entire body rippled with the waves of her convulsive climax. Pinwheels of light exploded near the back of her brain and every fiber in her naked body seemed to be aflame with burning bolts of fire as her madly clasping cunt clung crazily to the now deflating rod of her twelve year old son's once powerfully thick cock.
At last, exhausted, her son slipped his limp penis from the still spasming cavern of his mother's lust-fulfilled cunt. She heard him groan with the warm glow of his after-pleasure and she, too, felt both content and fulfilled. No matter what the world would call their performance that night, all she could call it was wonderful!
"That was ... really sensational!" the boy sighed after a time. "Really great, mom. You were the best!"
"You weren't so bad yourself, son," his mother smiled. "I'm not sure where you learned that trick," she tried to say sternly, but broke into a laughing grin moments later. "But ... well, I guess it's never too late to teach an old dog new tricks, is it?"
Eddie smiled. He would learn more "tricks" for his mom both from those films in Jerry's garage ... and from his luscious young piano teacher! Yes, he could tell already that this summer's vacation was going to be a very "educational" one, indeed!
CHAPTER THREE
Mindy Hughes sat at the long wooden table in the Teacher's Room of Madison High School, a sheath of papers spread out before her, with a red pencil in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She knew that she had to finish correcting these term papers today because she had promised to give them back to her students on Monday. Yet her mind was not on her work. Instead, her mind dwelled on the strange behavior of her son during this past week. Often she had heard him whistling happily in the bathroom in the morning after school. And when he came home, usually late, there always seemed an aura of happy secrecy surrounding his lithe young form.
But the most serious indication that something was ... well, not exactly right ... was the fact that as often as not he showed little interest in their nighttime escapades in bed. When, six months before, they had first begun their illicit liaison together, the boy had been feverishly anxious each night to go to bed, to explore the sumptuous curves and contours of her voluptuous body with eagerly trembling hands. Her body had been like a magnet to him and he simply couldn't keep his eyes and hands off of it.
But lately ... especially during the last week or so ... he had acted curiously distant. Why?
And when he had been in bed with her, when he had wanted to make mad and passionate love with her, he had always provided a little surprise. Somehow he had always managed to try new techniques which she had not taught him! Where had he discovered these new positions and methods if not from her?
Where?
Had he become involved with some precocious teenage girl who was giving him all the benefits of her experience? If so, where had he met her? And who was she? Did she come from a good family and was she a "nice" girl? Or was she simply one of those girls who would jump into bed at the first opportunity with anything in pants? More important, would she give her precious son some dreaded disease?
Or had it something to do with the older crowd of boys that Eddie hung around with?
Did they spend their evenings talking about sex and looking at dirty pictures in magazines? Eddie was just about at that age, of course, when every sexual adventure was like a voyage of discovery. But Mindy had hoped to avoid the usual underground sources of sexual inspiration with her wonderful son by teaching him herself. Was it possible that he was spending his evenings with those fourteen and sixteen year old boys going to those horrible pornographic films that played at those seedy theatres downtown? The thought Of her innocent young son prowling those terrible neighborhoods at night made a shudder run up Mindy's spine. Why, there were always dozens of disgusting street whores prowling that neighborhood at night!
Perhaps ... No, that couldn't possibly be. Her precious son could not possibly be really taking up with one of those horrible women. Besides, where would he get the money? His allowance was certainly not generous enough to enable him to indulge in even an hour with one of those whores even if he had wanted to. Of course, she supposed, if two or three of those boys he hung around with pooled their money....
No, that was out of the question. Not her Eddie! He would never do such a thing. Other boys, perhaps, who didn't get the same kind of loving attention from their mothers that Eddie got from his....
Eddie didn't need to explore sex in the back alleys of that wretched neighborhood when he had his mother waiting anxiously for him at home each night!
Where, then, had he learned the new experimental methods and techniques he had come up with this week?
Mindy's mind drifted back to the first night he had tentatively tried something new. It was ... three nights ago? four? It was the night when he had taken her from behind, when his powerful young fingers had grasped the softly pliant skin of her buttocks and pulled her back onto the lust-stiffened rod of his young cock. And before that, he had bent his head forward to let his tongue roguishly roam in the darkly mysterious crevice between those creamy soft buttocks! Mindy recalled her surprise then and a shudder of fear mingled with desire swept through her body now at the salacious recollection.
And that finger! The way his extended middle finger had lewdly probed at the pinkly puckered opening of her anus! That was the worst of all! Even now the young mother winced at the evil intentions of that probing finger in her defenseless little ass-hole! What could Eddie have been thinking of? Had he intended to insert that mischievous finger all the way in to the tightly cringing hole of her rectum? If she hadn't protested, how far would her precocious young son have gone?
Ah, but afterwards! When his long hot boyish hardness had invaded the precious regions of her hotly hungry vagina! She had never been screwed from behind before and, she had to admit, it had been a very exciting and fulfilling experience. It seemed like heaven the way his ramrodding cock had lunged into the fiery hot furnace of her womanhood, sliding in and out with a rapidly building rhythm so that she could feel each ridge of flesh on that impaling instrument as it stormed in and out of her hungrily sucking cunt. And what bliss it had been when they had finally reached their shattering climaxes!
But one thought still nagged at the young mother's mind: where had he learned such a thing?
And more pressing ... would things ever be that same between them again? Would the wonderful loving relationship between mother and son ever return to the way it was before Eddie had taken to staying out late with his friends and going every single afternoon for his piano lesson so that his distraught young mother never saw him from morning till night? Or would they simply continue to drift helplessly apart, as they had been doing lately?
"Mindy, can you give me a ride home?"
The young mother's revery was rudely interrupted by the voice of Al Carpenter. She winced. Al, although he was a married man, never lost an opportunity to tell her how ravishingly and voluptuously beautiful she was. That wouldn't have been so bad but every time he sat next to her in the Teacher's Room, his hand would mysteriously wander to her stocking-encased thigh and his eyes locked like tiny vises on the sensuous swelling of her breasts. She had been foolish enough to give him a ride home once before, she recalled. It was one of those grey, rainy Friday afternoons and she had felt that, under such conditions, she could hardly refuse the man a ride. But on the way home, in the car, his hand had once again come to rest on her thigh and this time it began to move slowly, inexorably, up towards the panty-guarded fulcrum of her femininity! And then he had placed his other arm around her shoulder-while she was driving!-and let his hand fall casually to her bountiful left breast!
She remembered all that very clearly. She recalled also how she had to stop the car and slap him hard across the face to bring him back to his senses. Of course, that didn't stop him from eyeing her every time she walked into the Teacher's Room as if he were mentally undressing her! Nor did it stop him from always seeking a seat next to her so that his roaming hand could enjoy the warm softness of her tremulous young thigh! Since that day, of course, Mindy Hughes had studiously sought to avoid Al Carpenter, moving to the other side of the room or sometimes leaving the room altogether. Better safe than sorry, she told herself ruefully!
And now he had the nerve to ask for a ride home again! As if the young mother hadn't learned her lesson the last time!
"No, Al, I can't. I'm ... not going right home. I have ... some errands to do," Mindy replied, avoiding any eye-to-eye contact with the lecherous History teacher.
"Really? But young Rob Kennedy told me he was scheduled to come to your house at 3:30 for a tutoring lesson!"
Mindy flushed. Her head spun around towards the large clock on the wall. It was 3:15. If she didn't leave right away, she would be late! My God! The distraught young mother had forgotten all about Rob Kennedy, one of the brightest boys in her class and also one of the laziest. If he would ever concentrate even half of his intelligence on the lessons, she knew that he could do brilliantly well. In the meantime, she had invited him for private lessons hoping to encourage him to be a little more diligent about his schoolwork in her class.
Still, there was no way she was going to let Al Carpenter into her car again. She had to think fast, to find a plausible excuse....
"No ... I ... cancelled that lesson for today. He said he had to go to baseball practice."
"Oh, I see. Well, I guess I'll just take the bus then. See you on Monday, Mindy."
The young mother heaved a sigh of release. Quickly she walked to the window and followed with her eyes the retreating figure of Al Carpenter as he walked to the bus stop down the block. As soon as the bus came and he mounted into it, she knew that she was safe to leave. Quickly packing up her books and papers, Mindy Hughes dashed out to her car and sped home.
* * *
Rob Kennedy knocked on Mindy's front door at precisely 3:30. She ushered him into her spacious, comfortable living room and sat down next to him on the couch. With a determined effort, she tried to keep her mind on the lesson at hand and away from her handsome young son. But her effort was not always successful. Often she would look at young fifteen year-old Rob Kennedy and wonder if her own son would be as muscular and broad when he reached fifteen years old. Would Eddie, likewise, show the first signs of beard stubbling through his handsome young face? Would his hands become so large and sinewy? Somehow, she had trouble imagining her precious Eddie at any age but twelve! In a way, she had to admit, she was afraid of watching Eddie grow up. Not because it would mean that she herself was getting that much older. No, in spite of her thirty years of age, she well realized that her fair, smooth face did not betray her age nor did her body which still retained the full-flowing curves of her youth. No, she was afraid because Eddie's growing up would mean that she and Eddie would drift even further apart than they had-already. Sooner or later he would strike out on his own ... leaving his mother alone ... alone....
Mindy's mind was snapped back to reality by the sudden and startling awareness that Rob's virile fifteen year-old hand was resting, although lightly, on the soft flesh of her thigh! She had just had time, before he arrived, to remove her stockings and slip into some comfortable shoes. So the warmth of his hand rested directly on the creamy smooth skin of her firmly fleshy thigh! At first she didn't know whether to acknowledge that hand or simply ignore it. Perhaps if she didn't say anything, if she acted cool and aloof and nonchalant, he would become discouraged and remove it.
But he didn't. Instead, a few moments later his fingers tightened on her thigh and she could almost feel his dark brown eyes boring into her. What was he doing? As the seconds ticked by, Mindy became more and more confused. She kept avoiding his eyes in the perhaps vain hope that he would become discouraged and remove that threatening hand. But he didn't. Her eyes glued to the book in front of them on the coffee table, she prayed fervently and silently for Rob to take his hand away from her sensitive thigh. He was driving her crazy!
At last, the young teacher decided that she simply had to say something. All I have to do is to tell him very firmly to stop! But the words caught in the back of her suddenly dry throat. Her mouth, too, became suddenly dry and her tongue felt like a wad of cotton in her mouth. Knowing that if she looked at him she might do or say something she would regret later, the young teacher kept her eyes locked on the open book in front of them, feeling as though she were suddenly swept up in a horrid nightmare, a maze-like trap from which there could never be any escape. All freedom of action deserted her and she suddenly became terrified that she was losing control of her own movements and reactions! She wanted the teenager to stop stroking her thigh ... and yet ... there was a strange tingling sensation creeping into the heated depths of her hungry loins!
Suddenly, the boy's other hand was resting on her cheek and he was turning her flushed face towards his own. In a tumult of hotly rising emotion, the young teacher fully realized what was coming next and yet, somehow, mysteriously, she was unable to stop him! Nor was she able to stop the swelling tide of desire that rose from her loins to the hardening nipples of her voluptuous breasts! Now his face was drawing closer and closer to her in a blurred vision of lust....
He was kissing her! Before she could gather the strength of will to stop this farce, his moist warm lips were clamped against hers and his arms encircled her tremulous body pulling her hard towards him!
Mindy Hughes tried to pull back but it was hopeless. The strength of his young arms held her fast. She tried to move her face to one side, but his mouth held hers too strongly in a burning, passionately possessive kiss! Horrorstricken at her own helplessness, she felt his fire-filled tongue probing against her teeth, forcing its way into her unwilling but yielding mouth. His wet, swirling lingual instrument circled around lasciviously inside her warmly moist mouth and Mindy could feel his hard teeth grinding against her full, lush lips.
Her head seemed to whirl dizzily and the incredible pounding of her heart seemed to threaten to break her ribcage. Suddenly, one of his hands came to rest on the quivering mound of her blouse-protected breasts and then his eager fingers began to sensuously massage that succulent globe sending spiraling sensations of lust screaming through every fiber of her body. She knew that she had to stop him before he went any further, and yet a strange helplessness overwhelmed her fragile psyche and she found herself devoid of the will to resist his insane advances. His tongue seemed like a flickering flame in her mouth, inflaming her entire body with a passionate lust that she was unable to control. The hand at her breast continued to knead and fondle that luscious mound with increasing intensity while her brain swam in dizzying confusion.
Suddenly, she felt one of his burning fingers on the smoothly soft skin of her breast! Those probing digits had somehow insinuated their way past the buttons of her blouse and had reached inside her brassiere to warmly fondle that tremulous knob until the young teacher thought she would scream. A shudder of desire swept through her powerless body as his fingers began to madly tweak and tease at the tautly distended nipple, tantalizing it into vibrantly throbbing erection.
No! What is happening to me!
With a suddenly summoned strength, Mindy Hughes pushed the anxious young teenager away. She jumped off the couch, looking down at him with a burning gaze tinged with both horror and desire. Staring at him with the bewilderment she herself could not control, she found herself screaming when she had meant merely to speak firmly.
"Get out! Damn you! Get out of my house this instant!"
He left, without another word. Mindy was mortified to see that his eyes did not reflect the sheepish shame of one who had been caught in a forbidden act but instead reflected a strange sense of triumph.
After he left, Mindy Hughes, her hand trembling and her knees quaking beneath her, quickly poured herself a drink to calm her nerves and her fevered desire. Gulping it down quickly, she poured herself another and stood by the window, watching the retreating figure of that fifteen year-old boy disappear down the tree-lined suburban street.
A little stab of guilt nagged at the voluptuous young teacher. Of course, she should have stopped him at the very beginning, as soon as she had felt that eager young hand on her naked thigh. She realized that for some strange, mystifying reason, she had been absolutely powerless to stop him, that something inside of her must have wanted that hand on her thigh and must have wanted as well to feel the hot burning lips of Rob Kennedy on her own. But what was it that had ever possessed her, to allow a fifteen year-old boy to take such daring liberties with her? Had she somehow, unknowingly, encouraged him? Had she, unaware, somehow invited him to act in such a bold and brazen manner?
No ... she knew when she was purposely flirting with a man.
But why, why, why had she acquiesced?
Stunned, confused, even somewhat ashamed, Mindy Hughes decided simply to put the episode out of her mind. After all, it was a fluke of fate. Rob would never dare to try such a thing again! Besides, she had more than enough to worry about with Eddie. She knew he had a piano lesson that afternoon, but she wondered if he would come home afterwards or whether, as he had done so frequently lately, he would simply grab a fast hamburger with his buddies and then ... go to the "movies". That boy had seen an awful lot of "movies" lately....
CHAPTER FOUR
Eddie Hughes closed the door to the bedroom as silently as he could and tiptoed out of the house. He was relieved that his mother hadn't gotten up yet, that he had enjoyed a nice, refreshing shower and had been able to splash on a great deal of his favorite cologne before leaving for his Saturday morning piano lesson. He wasn't sure that he could explain to his mother, without blushing, why he was so eager for his daily piano lessons. She would certainly question his motivations, especially since he had protested so violently at the beginning against taking the lessons at all! How could he now explain his change of attitude with a straight face? No, it was better that she remained asleep. True, he wasn't due at Marla's house for a whole hour and it was only a fifteen minute walk....
As he strolled at a leisurely pace towards his rendezvous with voluptuous, twenty-five year old Marla Parker, Eddie reflected on the change in his life that she alone had brought about. Suddenly, he didn't feel like a mere twelve year-old boy. Now he felt like a real man! He had been afraid, at first, that gorgeous Marla would view him as simply a fling, an exotically forbidden adventure, and that she would dismiss him from her attentions once the novelty of making love to a mere boy had worn off. But, in fact, Marla had seemed genuinely interested art him and he couldn't deny that he was not only fascinated but head-over-heels infatuated with the sensuous redhead.
And, too, he felt extremely flattered that she should take a sexual interest in him. Of course, his mother had been physically attracted to him-but she was his mother, after all, and loved him anyway! Marla was different. Very different. As a total stranger, she had found him compellingly attractive and immensely interesting which only served to boost his young ego until he felt like he was floating on that old proverbial Cloud 9!
Besides, he had never met anyone quite like Marla Parker in all his young life. To him, she was Woman. She was the epitome of the ideal woman, the luscious and sensuous perfection of both face and form that he had always dreamed about. She was infinitely more alluring and attractive than the woman he had seen in those pornographic films in Jerry's garage, and more erotically enticing than even his favorite Hollywood movie stars. She seemed to exude pure, animal sex, yet that was combined with a warm and sympathetic nature. She seemed to be able to understand everything, to appreciate and empathize with all of his troubles and teenage problems.
And he could hardly believe in his own luck-she was actually interested in him, in a twelve year-old Eddie Hughes! Every time he thought of her perfectly sculpted young body in all its softly smooth nakedness, he felt a tinge of chilling sensation coursing through him. And even now, as he strolled along towards her apartment, he was aware of that familiar churning awakening deep in the hot depths of his balls. Every one of their meetings so far had been an extraordinary and exciting voyage of discovery for the youngster and he couldn't seem to control the racing, pounding of his heart as that small apartment building first came into sight as he rounded the corner.
The one thought which plagued Eddie's mind was his mother. He had, he admitted reluctantly to himself, shamefully neglected her for the past week. They had always been so close, so loving, so concerned about each other, so warmly attached to one another. And poor Mom had no one else in the world besides him.
She had been so utterly lonely after Dan had died, so awash in a sea of self-doubt and melancholy. And he, Eddie, had been her one faithful source of comfort and consolation and he knew how much she depended on him for the love which no other source could provide. Guilt haunted the youngster as he recalled the hurt and confused expression which belied her cheerful greeting when he had come home the other night. He was glad, now, that he had offered at least some comfort to her by making love in that special new way, from the rear, and was thrilled that she, too, had found it unusually exciting and exhilarating.
Still, he said defensively to himself, he had a right, after all, to lead a life of his own! Didn't he deserve to discover the world and all its riches for himself? Wasn't it only fair that he should have friends and feelings which were his private property, not to be shared with anyone else in the whole world? He was twelve years old, wasn't he, and that degree of maturity, albeit a small degree, entitled him to some freedom of action and thought! He wasn't going to grow up being a mama's boy! Not Eddie Hughes! He would grow up to be a man, his own man, and what better time to start than now?
Vaguely, the twelve year-old wondered why his mother had seemed so upset last night. Maybe she had some secrets of her own, too, for although he questioned her, she refused to reveal the source of her uneasiness. Was it something he had done or said-or perhaps something he had not done or said? Well, whatever it was, if she wasn't going to talk about it, then he wasn't going to worry about it!
With a pounding heart and a fluttering in his belly, Eddie Hughes rang the bell to apartment 316, Marla Parker! He could almost see the shimmering softness of her velvety flesh, almost feel the ripe, ruby-crested fullness of her firm young breasts, almost smell the sweet womanly fragrance of her strong perfume....
* * *
Mindy Hughes sat dreamily over a cup of steaming coffee, the morning newspaper stretched out on the kitchen table before her, a half-smoked cigarette in one and a glass of orange juice in the other. Her eyes were focused on the view outside her kitchen window. It was a beautiful day, the sun shining brilliantly in a cloudless sky, the air crisp and fresh, the leafy green of the trees swaying slightly with the breeze that slid into the house through the open window.
She had treated herself to a late sleep and it was almost noon before she reluctantly pulled herself out of the comfortable bed and stepped into the shower. Now, clad only in a diaphanous robe, she felt almost like a new woman. The worries and fears which had plagued her the day before seemed suddenly to have vanished and, as she sat with her legs curled under her, she felt quite refreshed and vigorously alive. So what if a brazen and impertinent teenager had taken excessive liberties with her yesterday? Today was another day and one which she was going to use constructively, finishing those term papers and perhaps doing a little work in the garden.
The only thought which clouded her mind was Eddie. With a new-found determination, the voluptuous young mother resolved to have a serious talk with him that evening. She had been too upset last night....
With a mischievous smile, Mindy recalled how that brash young Rob Kennedy had so boldly kissed her yesterday afternoon in her very own living room. It was wrong of him, of course, and she should have stopped him sooner. But, upon reflection, she had to admit that it was a very exciting kiss, that the juices of her lust had been stirred deep in her cunt and that the old familiar tingling of passionate desire had indeed fluttered through her belly. The hot touch of his mouth on hers seemed to linger in her mind with a nagging persistence, and she couldn't forget the maddening sensations which had thrilled her very being when his fingers had reached the naked flesh of her sensuously rounded breast.
Of course, it would never happen again. Rob would never dare to act so wantonly with his sensuously curved English teacher again. But still, it was flattering that a fifteen year-old boy had found her so irresistibly attractive! Perhaps he unconsciously identified her with one of his favorite movie stars ... or with some ideal of womanhood that he had conjured up in his imaginative teenage mind. Well, no matter. It was a thrilling and flattering experience, even if it had so upset her at the time, but one which was not likely to be repeated.
Mindy was just about to pour herself a second cup of coffee when she heard the doorbell chime. Now, who can that be?
It was Ron Kennedy, standing at her front door dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a white tee-shirt, several books and a notebook clasped tightly in one hand.
Mindy stared at him in shocked bewilderment. She had completely forgotten, she suddenly realized, that he was due today for another tutoring session. They had agreed, only the day before yesterday, that he would come to her house on Saturday morning before his baseball practice! Suddenly, the young mother didn't know whether to feel glad or sorry to see him. Had she remembered their appointment earlier, she would have called him to cancel it, just on general principles, just to avoid taking any unnecessary chances. But here he was, his virile young body fairly ripping through his clothing, on her doorstep, books in hand! For a long moment the disturbed young teacher simply stood there, staring at the boy. It seemed to her that he was looking at her with a strange leering quality in his eyes ... but perhaps that was just her overwrought imagination.
"Rob ... I-I ... I'd nearly forgotten you were coming," she said, moving back away from the door to allow him to enter. "Please ... come on in. I'm ... afraid I'm not dressed ... you'll have to excuse me for a minute."
"It's OK. You look pretty sensational just the way you are, Mrs. Hughes," he answered, smiling, as he stepped into the house.
Awkwardly, Mindy led the boy once again into the living room and motioned him to a seat on the couch. "Can I get you a soda or something?"
"Sure. That would be nice," he laughed, easing himself back against the couch and stretching out his long, muscular legs.
Returning with a soda for the boy and one for himself, Mindy concentrated all her efforts on getting the boy through the lessons which he needed to make up. Pushing all thoughts of love and passion and sex out of her mind, she applied herself to her task with remarkable diligence. Just as she always lost herself in the enthusiasm of her teaching at school, so now she became completely absorbed in the urgency and necessity of the lesson at hand. Vigorously, she pursued every last detail of it with the strapping, handsome young fifteen year old boy, not even noticing the shrewd and lecherous glances which he threw her way at every opportunity. All of her energy was concentrated on the teaching of this youth, however, and so didn't notice at all when his eyes roamed from the book to the upswinging curves of her barely hidden breasts or the alluring vaginal "vee" nestled so seductively between her fleshy thighs.
Finally, she reached the end of the lesson. She fell backwards against the couch, somewhat drained, and mused that Rob today didn't seem at all like the Rob of yesterday, the one who had so brazenly kissed her and fondled the naked smooth contours of her breast. Idly, she turned to look at her young student who was absently flipping through the pages of his notebook without really focusing his eyes on anything in particular there. He was certainly is a nice-looking young boy, she admitted to herself, surprised that she hadn't noticed the virile, muscular contours of his strong young body before. Somehow, he seemed older than his fifteen years, oddly more mature than most of his classmates, especially when he looked at her with that solemn, frank expression. Suddenly, Mindy realized that he was staring at her again that way and with such an intensity that she felt compelled to ,turn her face away from his.
"Another soda?" she asked, seeking any excuse to leave the room if only for a moment. Once again she had felt that distinct tingle of salacious desire creeping into her loins but she resolved not to succumb to its demands. The youth nodded in assent and Mindy went to the kitchen to refill both their glasses with ice and soda. Vaguely, she wondered when Eddie would return. She realized, suddenly, that she didn't know where he was that morning, although he, too, was scheduled for baseball practice that afternoon. She supposed that it would once again be evening before she saw him again. She remembered her firm resolve to have a serious talk with him last night and now reconfirmed that determination. Things simply couldn't go on the way they were between her and her precious son....
Suddenly, a wave of sensuous delight crashed through her barely clothed young body. With a shiver racing down her spine she realized that Rob had slithered closer to her on the couch and that his hand had once again begun to caress the softly smooth flesh of her thigh, just like he had done yesterday. A panic seized the young teacher as she realized that today she had no protective panties on, that if his hand continued its erotic journey up the sensitive flesh of her voluptuous thigh, it would reach her seething womanly sanctuary and enter it unimpeded! Terror suddenly gripped her as the rhythmic caressing motion on her upper leg continued, tiny wisps of pleasure fluttering in the depths of her tremulous belly.
"R-Rob ... stop that ... please, stop," she stammered, wondering why she couldn't find the strength of will to resist him, to really want him to stop! Hopefully, he wouldn't notice her lack of real authority, her crumbling self-control.
But as soon as he spoke she knew that her secret was not as guarded and well-hidden as she had hoped.
"Stop? I know-stop it, stop it, I love it! Right, Mrs. Hughes?"
"R-Rob ... please ... don't...."
"Why not? You liked it, Mrs. Hughes. I know you did! And you know it, too!"
"I don't know any such thing," she said, trying to inject a note of determination and strength into her voice.
"Yes you do," the boy smiled knowingly. "You didn't even try to stop me. Not today or yesterday. You wanted me to touch your thigh like that ... and you liked it when my fingers reached your breast yesterday ... you know you liked it but you're just afraid to admit it!"
Mindy stared at the youth open-mouthed and wide-eyed. Amazement was plainly reflected in her crimson-flushed face. He was right, of course. But how did he know? How could a mere fifteen year-old boy gain enough experience and knowledge to be able to read her thoughts like that? Yes, she wanted him to touch her ... and yes, she was indeed afraid to admit it to herself ... but how could he know? And why, why, why did she become so excited by a mere fifteen year-old boy who was one of her own students?
Mindy was paralyzed for a long moment, immobilized on the couch next to her fifteen year-old seducer. Her eyes stared in disbelieving fascination at the healthy, glowing, handsome face of young Rob Kennedy. Her eyes followed his hand as it slid now along the bare, tingling flesh of her naked leg, pushing the flimsy robe aside in its fiery path upwards towards that sweetly inviting "vee" between her legs. It was all she could do to speak.
"Ron ... no ... God, no, please ... you mustn't...." she pleaded without conviction, her words sounding unconvincing even to her own ears. She wanted to pull herself away, tried to force her trembling thigh away from his hand, but some inexorable and powerful force within her mind compelled her to remain, to let this boy run his hand so tantalizingly along the sensitive flesh of her sensuous thigh.
Then, wordlessly but with a gleaming light of lust in his eyes, Rob bent over to kiss her. His hot young mouth ground down on her willing yet reluctant lips and she felt his teeth hard and sharp against her succulent lips while his tongue shot like a fiery poker into her opening mouth. As that fire-filled tongue began to swirl around within the lushly moist depths of her mouth, Mindy could not stifle a chilling thrill of pleasure that raced madly through her weak and powerless young body. Passionately, hungrily, his mouth continued its erotic work on her warm and yielding lips and the boy felt her resistance melting rapidly with every passing second.
Her moist mouth still trapped by Rob's avaricious kiss, Mindy tried to clamp her thighs together against the impending invasion of her moistly seeping womanly shelter. But soon, half against her will and half because of it, she found her legs slowly sliding apart as his eagerly exploring fingers came into lightening-like contact with the first straying wisps of her blondly curling public hair.
"Oooohhh! she moaned around his spearing tongue as the burning bolts of excitement jolted her body.
"It's ok, ok," the teenager whispered, taking his mouth from hers for the moment. "We're not going to hurt each other. We're just going to love each other, that's all. You'll see-it'll feel good, real good," the boy continued to croon close td' her face, his hot breath racing into the young teacher's ear. "Don't worry ... just relax now, Mindy ... relax ... everything is gonna be sensational...."
At the sound of her first name being uttered by this madly impassioned teenage boy, the young teacher's brain began to swim. On the one hand she wanted to pull away, to stop all of this nonsense before it could get really started. But a nagging torrent of sweeping desire was more powerful an influence over the aroused young teacher. She could no longer deny that she wanted this boy, that she enjoyed the touch of his hands and his hotly insistent mouth. And yet ... a certain tinge of conscience managed to permeate her lust and a dim voice there told her to run, as fast and as far as possible..
Tears brimmed in her lovely blue eyes as the young student's fingers edged precariously near the quivering lips of her lust-pulsing vagina. A spine-shivering wave of desire rushed through her nearly naked body as Rob at last began to burrow down into her wetly alluring pussy flesh and she cried out helplessly.
"Aaarrruuugh! Ooohhhh! Rob, oh Rob!"
The boy, encouraged by her wild wail, continued to plunge his swirling fingers into the velvety, moistened depths of his young teacher's helplessly writhing, lushly seeping pussy. Searching, exploring, probing the moist, tender folds, they dug passionately and hungrily into the warm secret interior of her sizzling-hot vaginal furnace, while she writhed and rocked helplessly around them.
Mad spiraling passion coursed through Mindy's flesh and raced maddeningly through her boiling blood. God, how she wanted him! How arduously she desired the probing strength of his teenage fingers in the gluttonously hungry depths of her love-starved vagina! Eddie had done this to her many times and each time she had gone blindly wild with uncontrollable desire, just as she was doing now! It was almost more that she could bear, more inciting and titillating than it had ever been with Eddie, perhaps because this boy was an almost total stranger and one of her students at that! Maybe it was the forbidden aspect of this exciting sexual encounter that had so inflamed her already raging and rampant desires!
"Oooohhh!" she cried again just as his middle finger came into startling, searing contact with the fleshy pleasure-sprout of her acutely sensitive clitoris.
A new blinding flash of lustful sensation ravaged the young teacher's body, little ripples of exquisite pleasure tantalizing every nerve-ending in her nearly naked flesh. Rob, encouraged by her cry again, continued his lascivious manipulation of the "turgidly throbbing little bud as wave after wave of bone-chilling desire swept through the depths of his hotly churning young balls. She was even more exciting, more responsive than he had ever dreamed she would be even in his most vivid fantasies of making love to her!
Rob could easily tell that nothing mattered to his voluptuous young teacher now except the exciting manipulations and ministrations of his eagerly working fingers. Her body was on fire in a way that it hadn't been in a long, long time, not even with Eddie. Not since her glorious days with Alex had so shattering a series of lust-incited sensations gripped her very soul and she couldn't deny-nor did she want to-the spasms of pleasure convulsing through her madly writhing young body. It was sheer and unadulterated heaven to the impassioned young school teacher and she couldn't stop the boy now even if she wanted to.
Rob's fingers were flicking now deftly in and out of her madly grasping, wildly twitching cunt like a thousand tiny firecrackers, brushing electrically against the blood-engorged knob of her clitoris as her hips and buttocks ground rhythmically around his invading digits.
Her robe was bunched up around her hips, her precious womanly sanctuary lushly exposed, and the cool air of the afternoon was teasingly rushing around her fevered vaginal flesh. She cared about nothing at all now except those makly impassioned fingers in her wetly trembling cunt. She knew nothing except that she would go stark raving mad if this boy ever stopped his incredible caressing of her lust-lubricated vaginal vault which was sending her to delirious and hitherto unexplored heights of fanatical ecstasy. Her pelvis ground insistently against his hard-driving hands forcing the squirming flesh of her sizzling cunt against the firm resistance of his anxiously thrusting, teasing, tantalizing fingers.
Now his fire-filled fingertips began to play in a scintillating circle around her lust-swollen vaginal lips and new waves of deliriously sublime pleasure swirled though the young teacher's madly aroused body.
"Aaaruuugh! Eeeeeeee! Ooowwwww!" she cried with an animalistic wail as the young student suddenly plunged three erectly extended fingers to the hilt in the flame-devoured depths of her softly clasping cunt.
"Oh Rob ... Oh God ... Ooooohhhh! Rob ... oooohhhh!" the wantonly abandoned young teacher chanted, her inner vaginal muscles contracting almost spasmodically around the eagerly plunging fingers of her fifteen year-old student. Her hips now churned madly in a lewd simulation of actual fucking as she tried desperately to draw those magnificently pleasure-giving fingers deeper and deeper inside her simmering cuntal channel.
Her whole body felt like it was on fire, infused and inflamed with the hotly burning ecstasy produced by those glorious fucking fingers in the steamy depths of her swirling cunt. Her mind gave up every thought as shuddering sensations of sublime pleasure reached its dizzying depths and she didn't care who might inadvertently discover her obscene and pleasure-filled position. So what if Eddie came home? So what if one of her neighbors rang the bell? The rampaging fire of her arduous desire swept aside all such considerations as trivial compared to the raging lust that burned through her very soul as her young student continued his erotic manipulation of her seething, broiling genitals.
Rob, too, was swept along by the overwhelming tide of his own highly aroused desires. His cock fairly leaped out of his pants, straining hotly against the rough fabric and every fiber of his body seemed to burn and glow with the heated intensity of his magnificent arousal. He had daydreamed so many times of really making love to this sumptuously attractive young teacher, of slipping his eager fingers into the hotly churning depths of her cunt, of plunging his lust-hardened cock into that hungry orifice until they could both cum with mind-shattering orgasm. And now ... now all of his most inspired visions were on the verge of coming true! Already he could feel the hotly insistent pressure in his balls which demanded satisfaction, release, fulfillment. He could bare envision in his lust-tormented young mind the feeling of shooting his scalding white cum into the very depths of his voluptuous young teacher's churning belly....
Suddenly, all other thoughts and considerations were blocked out of the young teacher's fevered mind by the sudden tidal wave of overpowering pleasure that washed over, sweeping her along its furiously crashing path. Her head flailed madly from side to side, her blonde hair flying wildly around her lust-distorted face and her words seemed to come from a dull distance and to echo around in her brain.
"Ooohhh! Rob ... I'm ... going to ... cum ... cum ... cum," she chanted deliriously as her body thrashed and writhed madly against the sofa while her thighs closed tightly around Rob's still eagerly working hand.
"Cuuuuummmming!" she cried like a woman possessed, her body shaken with convulsive spasms from the force of the volcanic eruption inside of her. She felt like an atom bomb had exploded within her madly pumping loins, its shock-waves spiraling through her madly trembling belly and up through the tautly distended buds of her rosy pink nipples. A sudden, searing light blinded her and a rocket of lust seemed to propel her into a kaleidoscope of rainbow-colored infinity as the thunder of her climax shuddered through her pleasure-packed young body.
At last, the room stopped spinning and the madly erupting forces dulled to a mere tremoring of after-passion as the young teacher collapsed onto the soft cushions of the couch. Looking up, she saw the glowing face of the panting teenager who had brought her to such a devouring pinnacle of ecstasy. He was smiling happily, one hand stroking her soft blonde hair while the other began to unzip his trousers to release his lust-tormented cock. But all the happy young teacher wanted to do at that moment was to continue basking in the warm after-glow of her successful climax and to relish its tingling effects for as long as possible. For the moment, she didn't much care about the blood-engorged instrument that her fifteen year-old student was now releasing from its painful confinement. No, nothing mattered at all except the warmly satisfied feeling which had settled in her still quivering cunt....
Suddenly, the telephone rang. It seemed like a thousand screaming sirens to the startled young teacher, who jumped up off the couch like a bullet and ran across the room not so much to answer the phone but to stop its insistent clamoring.
It was Eddie, calling to tell his mother that he wouldn't be home after practice that afternoon, that he would instead grab a hamburger with "the boys" and then go out to a movie "or something".
Against her will, Mindy Hughes was thus abruptly yanked back to reality. She was the thirty year-old mother of a twelve year-old boy and she had just been finger-fucked by one of her fifteen year old students! She had succumbed to the overwhelming demands of her own desire ... and she had enjoyed it ... but, she felt vaguely, something was wrong. Somehow, this was not the way things were supposed to be. What she had done with Rob Kennedy was unquestionably wrong ... and yet she had wanted it, loved every exciting minute of it and wanted still more of his madly passionate love-making! The tingling tremors of her ecstatic orgasm still haunted her young body while wisps of self-recrimination swirled around in her lust-clouded brain.
What she needed was time to think things through, time to come to grips with the raging demon of her own sexual desires.
"Rob, I think you had better go now."
"B-but, Mindy ... I...."
"Go on. Go home."
Rob left without a word. Silently, he closed the door on the agonizing sobs of his voluptuous young English teacher, determined that he would never leave her again. The next time, he would come and they would both satisfy their desires. Yes, he promised himself, there would be a next time and then he would most certainly fuck her until she couldn't walk! He, too, would have his fulfillment and satisfaction....
CHAPTER FIVE
"Now look, Jerry," Eddie explained as he rang the bell to apartment 316, "I want you to do exactly what I tell you, ok?"
"Sure, Eddie, sure! Relax," his friend smiled, patting the youngster on the shoulder.
"I mean, I know you're older than I am, fourteen and all that. But I found her first and she's my girlfriend," Eddie said, somewhat worried now that he had invited his friend along even though Marla had told him it was all right. After all of his exciting adventures and escapades with the voluptuous young piano teacher, he felt a certain sense of possession. "So you just listen to what I say once we get up there, ok?"
"Yeah, Eddie, I told you it was ok," his friend replied with a lecherous gleam in his eye. He had heard about the supposedly devastating piano teacher from his young friend for almost two weeks now and he could hardly believe all the incredible things Eddie had done with her. If Eddie was to be believed. Well, Jerry mused, I'll soon find out for myself just how sexy this piano teacher is!
Marla opened the door to the two teenage boys clad only in a sheer, see-through robe which did nothing to conceal the voluptuous outlines of her breasts beneath her lacy brassiere and the enticing "vee" of her vaginal vault hidden behind her frilly bikini panties. Jerry found his breath caught in his throat as he studied with admiration the sensuous contours of her well-displayed young body and began now to believe that all the things Eddie had told him were absolutely true. Wow! She was some gorgeous creature, all right!
"Come on in, boys," she crooned, motioning them to seats on the couch. "Make yourselves right at home. Want a beer or something?"
A beer! God, now she was offering them beer, even though they weren't legally old enough to drink! Jerry couldn't believe it! All the hopes that he had carefully dreamed for this afternoon might come true after all! His eyes locked onto the sensuous sway of her fleshy, rounded buttocks as she walked into the kitchen, and then feasted on the provocative jiggling of her mammoth breasts as she returned with a beer in each hand. Nor could Eddie conceal his admiration for the stunningly beautiful body so brazenly displayed before him and he felt a secret tinge of satisfaction that all of his boasts to his older friend were now being so blatantly confirmed.
After all, this was the woman who had opened up a whole new world to him. She occupied every waking moment of his thoughts, and many of his dreams too, especially the "wet" ones! He still couldn't believe his luck that a sumptuous creature like Marla Parker was really interested in him, in a twelve year old boy! Marla had made such an astounding difference in his life for the past two weeks. She had, for one thing, raised him considerably in the eyes and esteem of his older teenage friends. But more than that, she had opened up a magnificent vista of sexual excitement that he had never dreamed existed, even after six months of passionate lovemaking with his mother.
Here was a woman who had never ceased to surprise him, who had never relented in her affection or her ardor. He found himself more and more infatuated with her luscious body as each day passed and even when they weren't making love, she had a subtle way of making him feel like a real man! Yes, there was no denying the fact that he was absolutely crazy about Marla Parker and that he would go on visiting her apartment every day-twice a day, if he could manage it-for as long as he lived.
His twelve year old enthusiasm saw no end to their glorious affair and he had been both surprised and pleased when she had consented to letting Jerry come along today. He just had to prove that the boasts of his sensational exploits with the sensuous young piano teacher were really true!
"Well, Jerry, I've heard a lot about you," Marla crooned in her sexiest voice, eyeing the muscular contours of his fifteen year old body with an appreciative glance.
"Yeah ... I've heard a lot about you, too," the boy managed to stammer, mesmerized as he was by her sensuous beauty and by the heady aroma of her sweet perfume which seemed to echo through his brain.
"And I wouldn't be surprised if you came for more than a simple piano lesson. Am I right?"
Jerry stared at her, his eyes bulging in disbelief. Christ, she was almost propositioning him! For a moment, he wasn't sure whether he had heard her right. Looking for confirmation to his young friend Eddie Hughes, Jerry remained open-mouthed, searching for the words to reply to that seductive statement. Eddie merely smiled, a self-congratulatory, triumphant smile.
Suddenly, Marla reached down to touch the distinct bulge in the fifteen year old's crotch, smiling, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ummm ... getting hard already," she laughed as Jerry visibly jerked in his seat. The boy's face flushed fire-engine red and he was excruciatingly aware that both her eyes and Eddie's were locked on his face.
Smiling lamely, he replied with a quiver in his voice, "Y-yeah ... can't keep a good man down, eh?"
Marla let out a loud roar of laughter, then smiled down at young Eddie Hughes. "Your friend has a fine sense of humor, Eddie. But I wonder if he's really got the goods when it comes to a little action!"
Now Eddie's face reddened. He had expected his older lover to accept his friend graciously ... secretly, perhaps, he had hoped that she would allow Jerry to join in on their love-making session. But he hadn't expected her for a moment to be so brazen and bold about it. God, she would never cease to surprise him! Here was a woman who openly admitted her rampant sexuality, who invited all comers and who wasn't afraid of a little sexual experimentation no matter how many boys were involved! What a treasure he had found in young Marla Parker!
Jerry remained astounded, transfixed, and paralyzed. He couldn't believe his eyes as he saw the young piano teacher slowly, seductively, strip off first her sheer robe, then her confining brassiere, and at last the silken panties which guarded her secret womanly sanctuary. There she was, in all the magnificent glory of her nakedness, her flesh smooth and soft, the luscious contours of her marvelous body fully exposed to his amazed gaze. Her breasts danced lewdly as she slunk forward to where young Eddie sat beside him. Raising his hips, she slowly slid his pants down his lean young legs and then removed his undershorts in the same provocative fashion, letting her fingertips brush over the protruding pole of his cock as she removed his shorts. Lastly, with tremulous fingers, her mammoth breasts dancing on her chest, the young redhead casually unbuttoned and removed Eddie's shirt so that now he was as naked as she was.
"Watch this," she whispered hoarsely at Jerry, who sat still paralyzed with astonishment, not believing either the salacious spectacle before his eyes or the incredible words coming from this amazingly sensual young woman. With rapt fascination, young Jerry watched as Marla Parker crawled on the floor between Eddie's knees, her breasts jiggling madly and her gently rounded buttocks swaying seductively. "Now I'm going to get a taste of this beautiful young cock," she groaned, smiling briefly at Jerry, as she wrapped her slender fingers around the base of that lust-hardened instrument.
The young piano teacher lavished Eddie's twelve year old penis which stood projected hot and hard before her face. Her warm, wet tongue brushed and grazed along its entire elongated length, from its base and then along its wide underside up to its bulbous, pulsing cock-head, washing, playing, kissing, orally caressing ... then that pink firebrand slid back down to its base and to the blonde-haired pubic forest ... and then still lower, down around his distended, bloated sac of testicles, hot and heavy from their churning load of semen.
"Ummmmmm, tastes so good," she paused to murmur. The first taste of pungent male spice never failed to infuse her with tremors of divine delight and she balanced now on one arm while she reached back with the other to slowly, tenderly, gently feel her own quivering breasts and turgid nipples. Jerry ached to place his own hands on those temptingly inviting breasts, but found himself still immobilized with shock and amazement. Marla was growing now wilder and wilder, he could see, and the boy could feel his own cock decidedly jerking and painfully begging for release from the tight confines of his trousers.
Eddie cried, his hips beginning a slight, involuntary pumping action.
Marla was growing ever more frantic in her passionate frenzy, trailing her tongue back over Eddie's bloated testicles and along the thickly throbbing shaft to its blunt, hot head and with a tiny, mewling groan, slipped her wetly glistening lips down over it. God, it tasted so good! That little trickle of love-juices dripping drop by drop out of his glans head was almost enough to drive her to mind-blinding orgasm right then and there!
The abandoned young piano teacher now began to lick and such in earnest, her passions swirling madly within her naked body like a forest fire gone out of control. Exquisite little bursts of electricity ignited throughout her entire body but especially in her cock-hungry cunt which was growing hotter and hotter by the minute, already seeping with its boiling excitement down along the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. She felt the hair of Eddie's loins against her chin and lips, his testicles sweeping against her with every thrust of his pelvis with a slapping sound that rang in her ears like Christmas bells! As greater and greater sensations of smoldering ecstasy grew to a rampaging fire in her vagina, she knew that nothing could ever matter in the world half so much as the bittersweet taste of teenage cock in her hotly sucking mouth!
She was, at this point, so enraptured in her own nearly cataclysmic ecstasy that she was completely unaware of the other boy in the room. Nothing could invade her consciousness now, all her vigorous energy being concentrated on her young lover's magnificently bloated cock. Urgently she strove to milk her twelve year old lover's balls of their rapidly building, burning load and, in doing so, to stave off the unquenchable fire of lust consuming her insides. A dim voice in the back of the lust-abandoned young teacher's mind told her that sooner or later, somehow Jerry would join in their glorious love-making ... but at this point she didn't much care when or how or even if he ever joined at all!
Young Jerry then lifted himself from the couch and stood behind the naked figure kneeling on all fours in front of his naked companion, staring down at the madly buffeting duo, lust contorting his face as he watched her nakedly rounded buttocks swaying provocatively before him. The sight of his twelve year old friend's hard shaft of pistoning flesh absorbed between the ruby lips of the young woman's widely ovaled mouth intensified his already ardent longings a thousand-fold as his cock jerked madly within his trousers. Jerry hissed out his breath as he saw Marla take her hand that had been running wildly over her own nakedly aroused body and use it now to quiveringly massage the soft resilient skin of Eddie's pendulous testicles, then tantalizingly stroke the youngster's cock-base as she continued to rhythmically, erotically suck up and down.
He couldn't stand it any longer! If he didn't get some action-and quick-he would cum in his pants! He had to fuck her, from behind since that was the only option open to him. The fifteen year old boy had never taken a woman from the rear before, but by God he would do it now!
Quickly, Jerry shed his clothing and then stood, his long hardened cock jutting out from his pubic forest, throbbing madly, driven like a wild stallion with demonic lust. He grabbed Marla's flailing white buttocks and leaned over her back, thrusting his thickly pulsing pole roughly against the darkly mysterious crevice between her temptingly pliant buttocks. The expanded narrow cunt-slit was clearly visible to his lust-fogged gaze and he could see its parted, swollen lips throbbing anxiously. The wetly glistening furrow, pink and tantalizing to his gaze, seemed to invite his invasion and seemed to draw his turgid instrument like a magnet to its warm, moist furrow.
The young redheaded piano teacher could not see the lust-distorted face hovering over her back, but even though the dizzy haze of her passion she was aware of his presence behind her. She knew exactly what he wanted to do while she was so desperately sucking on Eddie's penis and she felt the full length of her vaginal slit palpitate anxiously, greedily, begging to be impaled by that hotly throbbing spear of flesh, eager to feel its red-hot flesh ramming into the seething canyon of her cunt.
"Yes! Fuck me! Oh, do it now!" she screamed around Eddie's plunging cock in her wetly eager mouth.
She had been impaled between two massively throbbing cocks before and she longed once again to feel the twin pleasure of two spearing instruments of love in her naked flesh. It had been a long time, much too long a time, since two teenagers had fucked her simultaneously and the lust-incited anticipation boiling in her blood was almost shattering in its intensity. Yes, she desperately longed to have two hardened teenage cocks fucking into her madly thrashing body at the same time-it would be so gloriously magnificent!
Teasingly, the young piano teacher clenched her cuntal muscles together to show that invading piston just what was in store for it once it had entered that hotly throbbing shelter. The first searing contact of that blunt-headed instrument send spasms of rapturous pleasure cascading through her madly aroused young body, wave after wave of mind-billowing sensations crashing through every fiber of her being. Nothing could ever be more exciting than that red-hot cudgel being shoved into the stretching slit of her vagina! The exquisite throbbing of her receptive pussy flesh only seemed to incite the invading instrument to grow larger and larger as it plowed its way deeper into her insanely clenching, contracting cuntal canal. She felt the soft walls of her pussy clasp eagerly around it like a protective sheath and she sensed its every fleshy ridge as her nerve-ends transmitted electrifying pleasures to the rest of her trembling naked body.
Eddie, his eyes blurred by the tears of his lust, could see his friend begin his passion-driven invasion of Marla's hotly quivering cunt. He couldn't believe, somehow, that all of this was really happening! He had told all his friend what a hot lover Marla Parker was, but he had never believed that even she would so relish the dual fucking of two teenage boys! Never in his most vibrantly real sexual fantasies had he conjured up such an amazingly exciting, astonishingly enthralling sight as the one now before his eyes! As his own long hot pole of boy flesh disappeared in between Marla's lushly clasping lips, so was his young friend's turgid organ disappearing into the moistly inviting depths of her hotly clasping cunt! He was glad Jerry was there because otherwise nobody would believe him....
Jerry now drew the writhing young piano teacher harder to his loins by grasping the ivory-soft globes of her pliant buttocks with his clawing fingers and jerking her back. He felt her moist, slippery cunt-hole flower open in warm welcome, to receive his plunging cock to greater and greater depths. The cords on her neck stood out hard and tense as her mouth continued to grasp tightly around Eddie's lunging lance of boy flesh and she writhed deliriously between the two teenage cocks which skewered her naked body between them with unadulterated joy.
She released her fervent grip on Eddie's thrusting cock long enough to wail with wanton abandon at them both. "Yes! Oh fuck me, both of you! Give me all of that cock in my cunt, damn you! I want you both to cum inside me! Cum like you've never cum before! Both of you, cumming in meeeeeeeeee!"
The sound of her own lewd words seemed to incite the madly aroused young piano teacher all the more as new chills of thrilling pleasure raced from her toes to the top of her head. Rotating her hips from side to side around Jerry's enormously rigid penis, her widespread pussy dilating in time to his rhythmic fucking, she once again locked her luscious lips around the twelve year old's eagerly straining young cock and began to suck anew. She reveled in her situation, hopelessly and marvelously impaled between the fifteen year old's turgid cock driving into her warmly welcoming vagina and Eddie's lust-stiffened pole slamming madly into her hungry mouth. Moaning and mewling madly between them, she began to twist and squeal wantonly under this double-barreled pleasure and thrust up against both boys more urgently. Her small white teeth nibbled at her young lover's cock as it surged with rapidly increasing tempo into her greedily sucking mouth, and she clenched her softly firm thighs in a lovely milking action against the magnificently pillaging cock methodically screwing into her warm, wetly lubricated cuntal channel.
Eddie could feel the hot cum churning madly within his lust-bloated balls and he knew that he couldn't last much longer. Swirling sensations of mind-blowing pleasure crashed through his nakedly pumping young body and he thought his heart would pound right out of his chest! His eager young cock felt like it was on fire, a red-hot poker blazing a trail of glory into the warmly wet depths of his older lover's greedily clasping mouth! The intensity of his rapture was almost beyond his comprehension as he pumped and plunged his fiery hot cock again and again into her, his body covered with a light mist of sweat, his mouth open in a soundless scream, his eyes flickering open and closed beyond his control. My God, he shouted silently to himself, if I don't cum soon I'm going ' to explode!
Jerry, too, was lost in a mindless whirl of ecstatic pleasure. He hadn't really believed Eddie's stories for these past two weeks, but now he was getting a taste of all that himself! Now his own turgidly throbbing cock was buried to its hilt in her arduously clenching cunt, causing spasms of lewd and wonderful rapture to ripple through his fifteen year old flesh. Never in his life did he ever dream he would be fucking a woman while she sucked cock at the same time-just like he and Eddie had seen in those porno films! And all the while the tremendous burning pressure in his cum-laden balls was growing more and more fierce so that soon he wouldn't be able to hold it back any longer....
The ecstasy of the moment rose within the young redhead as she tried to suck with that massively throbbing cock fucking her from behind, slamming harder and harder into her soft-walled cunt. She could feel that hardened shaft of teenage flesh caressing the smooth walls of her vagina, the blunt tip battering her cervix and pummeling hard against it with each powerful inward stroke. The room seemed to swirl around her, bright lights dazzling her eyes while electrifying shocks shot through her naked body seemingly to the very source of her soul.
Twelve year old Eddie Hughes felt the sublime softness of her tongue swirling around the apex of his penis and flicking madly and magically all around his turgid, rigid shaft. He flexed his buttocks now, watching his older lover's flowing red hair as her head bobbed up and down on him while at the same time she worked her softly rounded buttocks relentlessly back against the hammering, still swelling cock of his companion. Watching her like that, he wondered why she didn't choke, buffeted as she was between the two pumping pistons. Great whirls of heat, though, were building now in his testicles so he didn't have much time to worry about Marla's oral capacities, fiery flashes of electrified desire springing up from his madly churning balls into the invading spear of his teenage cock.
Suddenly, Jerry groaned aloud and wailed like a demon. "Fuck harder! Back! Harder! Back! Back! Oh, please fuck back!"
Marla, seasoned lover that she was, responded immediately, wallowing both in the pleasure she was giving and in the magnificent pleasure she was receiving. With lustful pleasure she raised and lowered her buttocks against the boy's expanding cock, driving it back inside her, deep into the churning, yearning depths of her belly, sending vibrations of delight coursing through them both. She was completely helpless now, gloriously subject to her madly spiraling passions, just as she had been so many times before, just as she longed to be so many times again. Nothing in the world was as wonderful and as fulfilling, as satisfying as sex and she reveled in the hot, scorching fire that burned insistently in her loins now as her body was pounded back and forth between her two teenage lovers.
Fifteen year old Jerry now screamed like a wild man and Marla, taking her cue, pounded back frantically with her ass, squeezing and milking at his palpitating cock vigorously in a struggling attempt to reach her own impending climax. Then she felt the boiling hot liquid of his scalding cum shooting deep into the madly trembling depths of her belly and she felt every wonderful contraction of his penis inside her as it jerked out its great load of hot, white cream. Wave after wave of the hot white juices poured into her madly milking cunt, pushing her to the very precipice of her own explosive orgasm.
But before she could fling herself over that precipice, she felt his cock grow soft and limp inside of her hotly clasping pussy, and then slowly it slid out from her clinging channel.
There was still that magnificently throbbing cock in her mouth! In an almost maniacal quest for her own fulfillment, Marla sucked Eddie's lust-hardened penis as if it would save her life. Eddie watched, knowing his own climax was imminent but trying to hold off until his older lover too could explode with her ultimate release, as his pummeling instrument disappeared into the soft walls of her mouth until his coarse pubic hair brushed the tip of her nose. His testicles danced lewdly beneath, slapping in unison with his pile-driving thrusts, hard against her upraised chin. But young Eddie couldn't hold back any longer. The fury in his balls exploded. Rolling out of his testicles like a monstrous thundercloud rolling across the sky, his erupting orgasm jerked through his cock and began to spew its hot white load into the warmly sucking cavern of Marla Parker's mouth. Thick, quick spurts streamed from the tip like scalding milk, filling her waiting mouth to the brim.
The young redhead swallowed voraciously, trying desperately to milk every last drop of the hot, bittersweet fluid as her Adam's apple bobbed rapidly up and down in her greedy attempt to keep up with the madly ejaculating and precious male juices that seemed like a never-ending fountain of bliss. Fifteen year old Jerry groaned at the lust-inciting picture of the girl's wild struggle as his companion throbbed out the last of his spurting cock's sea of semen, and then a thin white string of the fluid ran out of her lips and trickled down her chin.
It was just at that moment that the explosion of Marla's own orgasm struck. Burning bolts of ecstasy ripped through her spasming body as wave after convulsive wave of her climax tremored through her naked flesh, her bountiful breasts dancing lewdly, every muscle contracting, her mouth open in a soundless scream while her own river of lust-juices poured from her wetly spasming cunt. Flashes of light seemed to explode in the back of her mind as her body arched and fell in the fury of her orgasm while the two young boys watched in mute fascination as the eruption within her satiny-skinned body finally ebbed to its completion.
All three lay exhausted and silent, the quiet of the room punctuated only by their panting, ragged breathing. Eddie watched the supple mounds of his piano teacher's breasts jiggling lewdly with the deep heaving of her chest and he could see the glimmering juices of Jerry's cum still trapped in the soft curls of her pubic hair and his own still glistening on her chin. Marla could almost still taste Eddie's hotly pouring sperm in her mouth and feel the great, gushing torrents of Jerry's cum billowing heat into her belly as she lay, her eyes glazed still, studying the contented faces of her two teenage lovers.
"Not bad," she whispered with a throaty laugh. "Not bad."
"I'll say it wasn't bad!" Jerry echoed, proud of his performance with the older woman.
"But now," she continued, "let's try something just a little bit different. As soon as you boys are ready, that is...."
CHAPTER SIX
Mindy Hughes sat alone in her classroom after the last of her students had gleefully scampered out the door. It was the end of the term at last. Now that everyone had gone, the room was almost oppressively silent, saving for the uneven sound of the young teacher's own breathing. The sun slanted through the classroom windows, illuminating the empty desks and giving the whole atmosphere an eerie quality of isolation. Mindy lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply, trying to relax for a few moments before packing her books and leaving for home.
Suddenly, Rob Kennedy stood at the open doorway to the hallway, leaning against the doorframe. Mindy didn't see him for a moment, but when she did her entire voluptuous body visibly tensed. The cigarette trembled between her long slender fingers and her eyes darted up and down over his muscular young body.
"Please, go away," she whispered hoarsely and listened intently as his footsteps echoed along down the now empty corridor.
Rob had seemed to be everywhere she looked this past week. Every single time she entered the student cafeteria, there he was. Whenever she walked out of her classroom and into the hallway, Rob Kennedy was there. Coming out of the Ladies Room, or out of the Teacher's Room, she never failed to find young Rob Kennedy. Or so her fevered imagination told her. Even coming into school in the morning ... among the students gathered on the steps waiting for the 9 o'clock bell was her fifteen year-old lover.
And each time she saw him, the young teacher winced, visibly flinching. Her breath would suddenly become an almost rapid panting and she would hasten her steps to avoid a verbal confrontation with the boy. It was like a recurring dream which haunted her night and day. Each time she saw his handsome face and muscle-bound arms, his virile thighs straining against his pants, a wave of lewd desire crept through her and it was all she could do to keep her tremulous hands from reaching out to touch him.
She knew that she wanted him to come to her house again, to make mad and passionate love to her. But, at the same time, she was reluctant to admit to herself that she actually craved the loving ministrations and lithe young body of a fifteen year-old boy. She was always excruciatingly conscious of the way Rob Kennedy looked at her in school, with those eyes gleaming with hot, molten desire, seeming to burn into her, devouring her silky smooth flesh with his youthful longing. She told herself that she ought to go out of her way to avoid him ... yet she found herself drawn to him like a magnet, remembering the vivid pleasures that had coursed through her body as his probing young fingers had so eagerly fondled her sensitive genitals.
During the long, empty nights which followed that incredible debauchery, she had relived those pleasure-packed moments over and over again, the scene crashing into her consciousness whether she wanted it to or not. If only her relationship with Eddie had been more satisfying, she felt, then this ardent longing for Rob Kennedy would never have happened! If only Eddie didn't stay out so late every night and then come home so thoroughly exhausted!
And why had Eddie been staying out so late, anyway? Much to the young mother's dismay, she had not had one opportunity during the past week to talk with her wonderful son, to enjoy one of those one of those serious, heart-to-heart talks which they had shared so often before. They had been so close ... and now they were so distant. They used to share everything with each other ... now they hardly even shared breakfast! And even the few moments each day that they spent together seemed empty and echoing with the words and feelings left unspoken for so long now.
There was something ... some strange intangible sign ... something she couldn't quite put her finger on ... but there was no doubt about it: over the past few weeks Eddie had changed subtly but considerably. But what had caused this remarkable difference? Could it be that he had found a girl his own age? No, surely he would have told her about that. Teenagers often feel terribly proud of their sexual conquest and tend to brag about them to anyone who will listen. No, it probably wasn't a young girl....
But what, then? Had it something to do with the group of older boys Eddie hung around with lately? Were they all doing things together that Eddie wouldn't want his mother to know about? Did they have terrible secrets of which she might be likely to disapprove? The distraught young mother could not imagine what a group of teenage boys could be doing together that would turn her precious son into the strange and distant boy he had been for the past several weeks ... to cause this unfathomable rift between them....
Suddenly, the young mother felt every muscle in her body tighten as a horrifying thought struck her: what if Eddie had found out about what she had done with young Rob? Perhaps that was the reason he had been acting so remote and unapproachable!
No!
Scrambling to pack up all of her books and belongings in preparation for the long summer vacation, the now almost terrified young mother hurried out of the school building and into her car. As soon as she got home, the first thing Mindy Hughes did was to pour herself a brandy, which she gulped to feel calmer, more relaxed and she decided that what she really needed was a nice, soothing bath. Yes, a refreshing bath would do wonders to lift her spirits!
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The voluptuous young blonde mother lay stretched in the warm bubbly waters of her bath.
Her gaze fell to the heaving, bountiful mounds of her breasts and she thought with some self-pride that her body did not betray her thirty years of age. No, her breasts were still full and firm and round, her belly white and flat, her shapely thighs firm and sensuously rounded.
Her stomach did not even display those bruise-like stretch marks from the birth of her son twelve years before and her buttocks were a smoothly rounded as ever. Chuckling to herself, she decided it was really no wonder that Rob Kennedy should find her so irresistibly attractive!
Mindy let one hand run over the smooth, slippery contours of her lush young body, following its alluring hills and valleys from her lovely shoulders down along her sides to the indentation of her waist and then out along the flaring line of her hips. It was, she decided, really a shame to waste such a well-developed form by not using it to its fullest advantage! After all, any man would be a fool to resist the temptation of her pleasure-giving body just as she would be a fool to waste its pleasurable potential! Yes, from now on she would have to do something about that....
The doorbell! Its insistent ring startled the pleasantly relaxed young mother so that she jumped out of the tub and without even bothering to dry her satiny smooth skin, she quickly grabbed her nearby robe and rushed to the front door. Who could that be at this hour on a Friday afternoon? Had Eddie perhaps lost his key or something?
Slowly, Mindy drew the door open. Rob Kennedy! Her first instinct, in spite of the resolution she had made only moments before in the bath, was to slam the door in the handsome young teenager's face. But that would be rude, and cruel besides. No, the least she could do was to let him have his say. Probably he had come to apologize....
"May I come in?" he asked politely.
"Well ... all right. Just for a moment though. You interrupted my bath, as you can see," she responded, her wet skin still dripping with moisture, her long blonde hair scattered about her shoulders in complete disarray. "I suppose you came to offer an apology," she coaxed after the boy had seated himself on the couch.
"N-no, not exactly," he said, looking straight into her eyes.
"Well, don't you think you should?" Mindy prompted, trying to sound stern although by now the relaxing effect of the brandy and her bath had taken their full toll. Already she could feel the wisping beginnings of desire like feathers tickling her belly as she looked at Rob's darkly handsome features and muscle-bound arms and chest through his tee-shirt.
"No, damn it, frankly I don't," the boy flung back, his voice obviously excited and a shade angry. "You liked it ... you liked my finger in your cunt-and I liked it, too!"
"Rob!" Mindy screamed, half in righteous indignation, half in amazement that the boy was so amazingly perceptive. She was at the same time admitting and denying the truth she could not really avoid much longer.
"Look, Mrs. Hughes ... Mindy ... I came to tell you that I'm crazy about you! Really crazy about you! I've never felt like this about any other girl before!" he exclaimed excitedly, his face flushing fire-engine red.
"I'm not exactly a 'girl', you know, Rob," she said somewhat sarcastically, trying still to protect the vulnerability she felt at the emotions he inspired deep within her churning belly.
"But that's just it-you're a woman, a real woman! And I can't stop thinking about you. I've been practically following you around at school because I . ... I ... I think I love you!"
The sincerity of his sentiments melted the heart of the young blonde and she was sorely tempted to wrap him in her arms to comfort him for the agony he must be suffering. Moist, hot tears began to congregate at the corner of her eyes and her hands began to tremble violently. She knew very well that she didn't love the boy and never could ... still, there was something irresistibly attractive about him ... his wholesomeness ... his vigor and youth ... the way his chest muscles seemed to ripple through the soft cotton of his shirt ... the way he looked at you with those molten, intent eyes....
"Rob, you don't mean that," she said softly, mustering all of her self-control to hide the tremor in her voice.
"But I do! I do mean it! Can't you see how crazy I get just by being so close to you? My God, I've got a hard-on already!" the youth exclaimed wildly, his emotions out of control now. Standing up, he stood before her and grasped her shoulders tight between his strong young hands. "I'm crazy about you and I want you, I do!"
"Look, Rob," the befuddled young mother began, not sure exactly what she was going to say but knowing that somehow had to calm this boy down. But before she had the chance to form a coherent plea from her madly spinning thoughts, the youth began anew.
"No, you look, Mindy. Look at my cock! Look at the way it's getting hard. I'm just dying to fuck you can't you see that?"
The sound of that one word, "fuck" caused the astounded young mother to visibly wince. It was an obscene and lewd word ... and yet it was exciting, too. The boy was obviously aroused, excited beyond belief, and she too could feel the shaking tremors of lust coursing through her body beneath her flimsy robe. What was she going to do? Give in to his rampant desires and to hers ... or follow the old moral code which told her that making love with a fifteen year-old boy was both sinfully wrong and wickedly evil?
Her head seemed to reel, partly from the boy's passionate plea and partly from the brandy she had consumed earlier. Somehow her scattered thoughts simply wouldn't come together in any kind of coherent form, wouldn't come together into the reply she thought she ought to give. Besides, the love-sick youth standing before her, his hands so urgently gripping her barely clad shoulders, wanted only one reply to his urgent desires.
So the somewhat confused young teacher said nothing.
"I want to love you, Mindy. I want to show you just how much I do love you. I want to touch you, to feel the wonderful warmth of your breasts, slide my cock into your gorgeous little cunt just like I slid my fingers in the other day," the boy crooned, leaning down close to her face so that his hot breath raced into her ears. "I want to love your cunt, love it with all of my big cock while my lips kiss your marvelous breasts! Oh, Mindy, please, let me love you! And love me back! I know you're feeling the same things I'm feeling right now ... I can feel you tremble ... I know you want me as much as I want you!"
Mindy Hughes couldn't believe her ears. Once again this incredible youth seemed to be able to read her thoughts. Moreover, his chanting soft voice seemed to lull her into a state of hypnotic lethargy so that she had neither the energy nor the will to resist his advances. The boy seemed genuinely to believe what he was saying, to genuinely feel that he truly loved her. To want to prove that love in a physical way was, of course, only natural. She had felt the same way herself, long ago, about Alex Hughes....
"Let me love you like you need to be loved, Mindy! You know you need someone to make you feel good, to make you feel wanted and needed and fulfilled...."
God, he was so right! How could a mere fifteen year-old boy enter the deepest recesses of her soul and see so clearly there? She hadn't been loved lately the way she really needed to be loved ... her body was starving for loving attention....
"You're beautiful, Mindy. A truly beautiful woman with the body of a love-goddess. It's a body that needs to be loved, deserves to be loved and turned-on and inspired just the way I did the other day ... remember, Mindy?"
The spark of pleasure triggered by his words was by now turning into a raging fire of desire inside the silent young mother. How long had it been since anyone had boldly and eloquently praised her, told her that she was beautiful and desirable and a "love-goddess"? How long had it been since Alex used to whisper amorous phrases hotly into her ear while they made mad and passionate love together? Even Eddie lately hadn't been as warmly affectionate as he had been at first ... in fact, the more she thought about it, the more the young mother realized that she and Eddie had slipped almost imperceptibly into a rut of almost mechanical love-making that wasn't really satisfying to either of them....
"... and remember how good it felt the other day when my fingers were clasped inside your cunt until you couldn't stand it anymore and you had to cum...."
Oh God, it had felt good! Magnificent! Yes, he had succeeded in arousing her to the point of frantic frenzy by the incredible manipulation of his fingers. The orgasm she had enjoyed that afternoon was due solely to his deft fingering and was one of the most erotically satisfying climaxes she had reached in quite a long time! God, how impassioned she had been by his expert stroking and caressing of her hotly steaming vagina! She remembered clearly how her entire body had responded to his lunging fingers, how it had reverberated with echoing orgasmic pleasure long after those urgently plunging fingers had ceased their erotic work....
"Rob, I ... I " she began to stammer but found the words choked near the back of her throat.
"Shhh," he whispered, sliding onto the couch close to her, "shhh ... don't say anything ... you don't have to say a word ... I know how you feel ... I know what you want ... just leave it all up to me ... you're going to feel so good, Mindy ... I'm going to make you feel so very good...."
His arm was around her now and his free hand was lightly caressing the full firm roundness of her breast with feather-like gentleness, sending flickers of burning desire through her entire body.
Dizzily, she wondered how long his hand had been working at the sensitive mound of her breast. She realized now that she had been so entranced and mesmerized by his words that she had hardly noticed when that errant hand had first begun to massage the upswinging globe of her vibrantly tingling breast. She had been too engrossed in recalling and reliving the sexual excitement of the day before when she had climaxed from his fingers' expert manipulations ... and the whisps of pleasure she felt now had mingled somehow with those she had remembered....
"Oh God, Rob!" she cried in a mixture of agony and pleasure. "God, I can't stand it!"
"Yes you can ... you love it and you know it ... admit it, Mindy, you like the feel of my hand on your breast!" the boy breathed, his hand tightening around the palpitating oval of her quivering breast.
"Ooooohhh!" was all the lust-driven young teacher could reply, her resistance having entirely melted by the sonorous chanting of his voice and the erotic manipulation of his hand at the luscious orb of her breast. What little control she had over her actions had slowly ebbed from her and she was now totally within the boy's sphere of influence, thoroughly at his exciting mercy.
"Take it easy, Mindy ... just relax ... nothing to worry about ... you're going to feel so good ... this is just the beginning ... my hand on your marvelous breast is only the start of the good time we're going to have together...."
It hit Mindy like a blinding flash that everything this boy had said-and was saying-was true! If she could just relax, if she could simply follow the ardent urgings of her body's desires, let herself go completely to the lust-demons which possessed her, then everything would be all right and she would feel good....
Yes, damnit! For once she was going to allow herself to follow her heart instead of her head-and she would do it willingly, eagerly and without regret!
Through the fog of her lust, the young mother was dimly aware of the boy's hand at her robe, carefully drawing it apart. She felt the coolness of his strong fingers on the top of her breasts and then he bent forward to kiss her, his hot tongue darting into her mouth like a searing flame, igniting all the long-pent passions within her tremulous flesh.
She was allowing him to do this, allowing the boy she had been so pointedly avoiding for the past several days to touch the naked flesh of her excited young body. Now his hands trailed lightly over the sensitively squirming flesh fo hr voluptuous rounded breasts, kneading and caressing them with a growing and urgent passion, rubbing the hardening little pink nipples between the fingers, tweaking them into turgid, vibrantly thrilling life.
"Oooohhh ... aaauuugh," she moaned, consciously straining her quivering breasts against his arduously questing hands. Yes, it felt good, just like he had promised, so marvelously thrilling to have her naked flesh caressed like that, having the heated flesh caressed and fondled so lovingly, so gently, so tenderly.
Dimly, she was aware of the fifteen year old pushing her back against the soft cushions of her couch, his mouth still locked onto her, his fiery tongue still lashing at the soft-walled cavern of her mouth. Waves of rapture flood through her body as she allowed herself to be madly caressed and salaciously kissed by this schoolboy of fifteen! In spite of the vague warning voice in her brain which told her to stop, the young teacher knew that she could never stop again, that this boy was marking a milestone in her sexual career. Never again would she settle for less than the most urgently passionate lovers, never again would she settle for mere mechanical sex! This was going to be the beginning of an exciting and sexually alive new existence for thirty year-old Mindy Hughes!
"Oh God, this feels so good," the youngster murmured close to her ear. She could feel his hot breath scalding her face as he spoke the endearing and longed-for words of love she hadn't heard in such a long time. "You are beautiful, marvelous, sensual, desirable, fabulous! Your body is even more beautiful than I imagined it would be! And so soft! So lovely! So exciting!"
As he spoke, Rob slipped his fingers down towards the trembling blonde fleece of her tempting pubic mound. She couldn't help drawing her breath in sharply when those exploring fingers first came into scorching contact with the heated flesh, trailing through the first clinging wisps of her lust-seeping little pussy.
"Ooooohhh God!" she cried, unable to contain the rising floodtide of her burning passions any longer. She felt the first cool rush of air on that moistly secreting, softly pliant flesh between her slowly and voluntarily spreading thighs and she knew now that she was not only completely naked but completely at this boy's mercy as well. Not only was her body totally exposed to his feasting eyes, but her passions were thoroughly exposed to his every wish and command. She hadn't surrendered so completely to any man since Alex....
It was only after she opened her eyes that she noticed the nakedness of her handsome young lover. Taking in her breath sharply in astonishment, her eyes first fell now on the mammoth hard protuberance of his fully erected, urgently throbbing cock. It was jutting out proudly from the dark forest of his loins, begging to be touched, begging to be blown up into fully elongated life, begging to enter the secret sanctuary of her precious womanhood. She stared in rapt fascination at his marvelous tool, and at the youthful contours of his naked body so lithe and lean and darkly tanned.
"You see? I've got the means to satisfy you, Mindy. I wasn't kidding," he said with a slightly triumphant smile, moving still closer to her on the couch. Easily, with loving and gentle solicitude, the boy eased her back until she was lying flat out on the couch, her thighs spreading miraculously apart so that he could see the moistly glistening flesh of her pinkly trembling pussy. Feasting his eyes on that entrancing sight, he leaned down once more to press his eager v young lips against hers, his hotly probing tongue darting immediately into the moistness of her warm mouth like a serpent. Without hesitation, the young mother returned the ardor of his kiss, sending her own fiery tongue into the boy's wet mouth in mock battle against his own spearing oral instrument. Their passion seemed to flow across their tongues and through their urgently pressing lips, igniting a new furious desire in each of them so that their entire bodies began to tremble with the magnificent intensity of their erotic efforts.
Rob's hands seemed to be everywhere at once on her naked, heated flesh. They traveled around her soft shoulders to the luscious contours of her ample breasts, caressing and fondling those magnificent orbs and tweaking teasingly at the tautly distended nipples, sending chilling waves of ecstasy through the naked young mother. Then his hands traveled lightly down her sides and along the flaring outline of her hips, pausing briefly to tantalize her navel, until they reached the sensitively squirming flesh of her inner thighs. Here they circled madly up and down, around and around, getting closer and closer to the erogenous zone between them, until the agonizingly aroused young mother thought she would scream out loud!
Never had anyone made love to her like this before! Never, since her first days with Alex, had anyone taken such a tantalizing route to the very base of her soul, so that her entire body from the tips of her toes to the top of her head seemed to be inflamed beyond control! At last, tormented almost beyond endurance, she pulled her mouth from his and wailed like a wildcat.
"OOOOOHHHH! AAAARRRRUUGH!"
Now Rob's arms reached around and pulled her naked body towards his with a vice-like grip and she could feel the massively throbbing hardness of his teenage penis nudging against the softly quivering flesh of her warm inner leg. It seemed demanding, like a long-starved animal, determined not to be denied. Swirling currents of tormenting desire swept through her tantalized naked flesh, burning a fiery path from her anxiously pulsing vagina through her wildly trembling breasts. Ah, this was as close to heaven as she could ever hope to come!
Then Rob ground his mouth once more onto hers, his tongue once again flying like a loosened tiger into the wet welcoming cavern of her mouth. At the same time she felt the first probing of his rock-hard male shaft at the delicately tremulous flesh of her throbbing furrow. She wanted to cry out again, to scream her lust-tormenting pleasure at the top of her lungs, but she was powerless against his superior strength and willpower. She had never imagined that a mere fifteen year-old boy could be so terribly strong, or that his penis could be so monstrously large and granite-like.
Again, his hands reached to the lust-swollen mounds of her breasts, fondling those oscillating spheres and tantalizingly tweaking at the pink marble nipples at their tips. New surges of electrifying pleasure bolted through her body as his urgently hot tongue lashed into her mouth while his hands worked erotically at her breasts and his blood-pressured cock demanded entry into the softly quivering depths of her sizzling cunt. Rob, too, was nearly going mad with the incredible, intense passions spiraling like a tornado through his naked flesh as the heat of her breasts seemed to burn his hands while the warmth of her womb seemed to beckon the turgid hardness of his lust-driven cock.
Tears started to well in the young mother's eyes as she felt his blunt cock-head pushing urgently against her helplessly steaming pussy, more and more insistent as each pleasure-filled moment passed. At last, the lust-incited boy released her hungry mouth and his hands now tightened fiercely on her churning hips, she knew it was coming now ... soon she would be filled all the way up to her belly!
"AAAAARRRRUUUUGH! OOOOHH!! UUUUMMMM! AAARRRUUUGH!" Her sob of exquisite ecstasy seemed to reverberate around the room and around inside the tortured boy's head. She was now aware of nothing but the mind-blinding sensation between her voluntarily spread legs, of her inner flesh being thoroughly and gloriously filled by the madly driving force of his deeply penetrating cock as it slammed up into her cock-hungry cunt.
"Yeeeesss! Ooooohhh!" the boy cried, continuing to plunge into her wonderfully clinging cuntal passage, sweeping aside all obstacles with one powerful lunge, bent on satisfying the aching, burning desire swirling heatedly through his cum-laden balls. At last, he hit bottom! He had sucked his desire-hardened teenage cock to its hilt in the marvelously warm and welcoming cunt of his thirty year-old English teacher, the woman above all women who had so feverishly aroused his lust!
"Uuuuummmmmm," Mindy sighed contentedly, feeling absolutely and exquisitely filled and bloated from the amazing thickness of his cock buried in her magically stretched depths.
She shuddered as the ripple of her fiery pleasure crashed through her naked body, feeling the tender inner flesh cling to the turgidly throbbing penis of her young student. He withdrew then until only the bulbous head of his invading instrument lay trapped within the eagerly clasping lips of her cunt, relishing the warm wetness of that mouth of love so delightedly open to his plunging penetration. Then, without hesitation, he slammed forward again, tunneling into her greedily clasping belly with an almost brutal force.
"Aaaarrruuugh! Oooohhh!" she moaned in her new-found glory.
Rob could feel fresh surges of body-devouring lust burning every nerve-ending in his naked fifteen year-old body. Like a demon, his lips went to the soft pliant flesh of her sensuous breasts, his teeth nibbling salaciously at their ruby crests, his tongue swiping and licking heatedly along the satiny smooth flesh. His mind reeled with his victorious triumph as his lips devoured the softly yielding flesh of her breasts and his tongue worked slavishly around the iron-hard tips of her madly throbbing nipples while his hands blazed a fiery trail along her churning hips and satiny-smooth buttocks. It was even better than he had imagined it would be, even more exciting than his wildest dreams of Mindy Hughes had been! So many nights he lay awake, dreaming about the supple curves of her naked flesh, fantasizing about the day when his teenage penis would invade the sweet womanly sanctuary of her cunt! And now it was happening! This wasn't a wet-dream, nor was it one of those nights when he was forced to bring about his own climax with his hands! This was the real thing! Rob Kennedy was at last fucking Mindy Hughes!
The boy began a slow, easy rhythm now. Driving the skewered school teacher with deep, hard thrusts, he sunk his hotly demanding young cock to the hilt in her seething cuntal channel, then pulled out again until just the hard, rubbery head was still nestled in the delicate cuntal membrane, before slamming in hard again. He could still barely realize that his most fervent dream was coming true-and that she was enjoying it as much as he was!
The voluptuous young blonde mother couldn't believe, either, the overpowering pleasure that consumed her naked flesh. What was most amazing of all was that this exquisite ecstasy was due to a mere fifteen year-old boy, one who had, only days before, brought her to cataclysmic orgasm with his deeply probing fingers. Now it was his cock and it was so much more fulfilling, so much more excruciatingly sublime, that it sent her mind into dizzying spells of disbelief. She wondered if all of this magnificent rapture was only a dream ... perhaps she would wake up and find herself all alone and miserable again! How could this be real? And yet it was, powerfully and convincingly and gloriously real! As his penis reached her cervix once more, a new wave of blinding lust crashed over her helpless flesh and she couldn't hold back her sob of agonized rapture.
"Aaaarrruuuugh ... ooooooohhh ... mmmmmmm ... God, it feels ... so good" she heard herself crying as the quickening stride of her own bucking rhythm sought to match itself with the deeply penetrating strokes of the teenager's powerfully pistoning cock.
Without her quite realizing what she was doing, blinded by her own lust, she felt her legs creep upward and wrap themselves around Rob's slender back, and her arms slid up and wrapped themselves around his sinewy neck.
In wild abandon, the sex-crazed young mother threw her head back so that her thick blonde hair fanned out behind her like a glowing halo and eagerly, her mouth sought his once again. Her flicking tongue raced voraciously into his warm wet mouth to meet his darting lingual member and she writhed beneath his undulating body as their tongues fought a fiery duel while their lips pressed hard together with all the power of their mindless lust.
Hungrily, like the love-starved woman that she was, Mindy Hughes ground her openly flowering cunt against the pleasure-giving hardness of his pile-driving penis, the softly clinging walls grasping greedily at his hot, spearing thickness. Nothing in all the world could stop them now as the cheeks of her ass hollowed while she flexed her buttocks upward, her back arching up off the sofa as she clung to him in the wild abandon of her rapacious desire.
"Oh yes ... yes ... yes ... fuck me ... fuck me ... harder ... deeper ... oooohhh, that's it ... yeeeeesss," she moaned through passion-clenched teeth, hardly believing that it was really she who was saying that foul and ugly word. And yet now it seemed so right. Now no other word could adequately convey her urgent longings as her helplessly aroused body responded with furious passion to every ramrodding plunge of his powerful teenage penis.
Her obvious pleasure sent new ripples of thrilling pleasure through Rob Kennedy, urging him to go deeper, harder and more brutal thrusts of his blood-bloated cock. Their moisture-bathed bodies slapped together and bucked together on the soft cushions of the sofa, united in overpowering spasms which made them moan in unison in the fury of their mutual pleasure.
Their hoarse, screaming cries of lust-coupling tore through the air, punctuated by the wet, slapping sound of their fucking. Mindy was in a technicolor world of newly-discovered ecstasy, her liberated body responding uncontrollably as she urgently rotated her churning hips around the teenager's invading spear of lust-love. The exquisite thrills electrifying every nerve-fiber in her naked body were completely new sensations to her, and if she had ever before imagined that sexual pleasure with a teenage boy could be anything like this, she would have found and treasured it long ago! If only she had realized what a treasure-chest of potential sexual delights resided in the maturing bodies of her young high school students....
But now she had discovered that miraculous revelation. And she was both amazed and amused to realize that for once she was not the teacher! No, the tables had turned and it was the teenage boy who was doing the teaching now-and she'd be willing to take such lessons from him for a long, long, time!
She had, essentially, wasted the two years since Alex had died, denying herself this glorious and gratifying ecstasy, but now that she had found it, she was not going to give it up for all the world! Not for anyone at any time! Now that she had discovered this new and highly exciting facet of her personality, there was no one-not even Eddie-who could force her to deny its power within her! She would go through heaven and hell if necessary....
Gradually, without her noticing it at first, a new feeling came over the impassioned young teacher. It was as if her body had run away from her senses and was spilling headlong down a steep roller-coaster slide with no control whatsoever over where she was going and what she was doing. Like a bright light in a dark room coming suddenly on, she realized with a slightly amazed surprise that she was about to cum! she was about to let go completely in that devastating release of all her long pent-up passions....
"AAARUUUGGH!! I ... GOD!! ... Rob ... I'm ... cumming ... cumming ... I-I'm ... CUMMMMMIIIG! AAAARUUUGGGHHH! EEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Uncontrollable flames of burning desire shook her naked flesh, speeding through her, devouring every cell of her nakedly thrashing flesh, sweeping through her with a fiery intensity that blanked all coherent thought out of her fevered mind. Her body arched in a giant convulsive spasm, then fell back and bucked, jerked and rattled madly from the excruciating intensity of her runaway sensations.
"Oh! Oh! Aarrhhgh! Oh God! Oh Rob! Ooooohhhh!" she chanted, again and again, as her body shook and thrashed with the extraordinary violence of her encounter with the pinnacle of sexual pleasure. Her quivering, naked flesh seemed to glow crimson, as if the blood in her veins had been set afire with a magnificent torch and the fire was now blazing insanely along the surface of her climaxing naked flesh. She felt as if her already shattered nerve-endings had beyond endurance with lightly tickling feathers of rainbow colors which seemed, at the same time, to dance in all their vivid colorfulness before her opening and closing eyes. It was a climax unlike any she had ever known before, even with Alex, even in the earliest and wildest days of their marriage so many years ago.
Vaguely, through the lust-fog of her own powerful eruptions, she heard the hoarse voice of Rob's crying screams as his own release began and felt the quickening of his dynamic thrusts. It was only moments later when she felt the exquisite onrush of steaming male sperm which spewed into her hungrily receptive cuntal channel like a fiery erupting volcano. Her greedily sucking depths milked at his hotly ejecting penis trying to absorb every ounce of the hot white fluid as it crashed against her softly clinging and contracting pussy walls. She couldn't believe the wildness of her cuntal contractions as her body urgently sought to drink every last drop of love-juice pouring from the madly jerking cock, and the young mother was aware of a wonderful, blissful feeling of contentment and well-being oozing into her body along with the hotly spurting liquid. She realized, with some degree of surprise, that what she felt was ... happy! Happy and liberated and at the same time gloriously fulfilled to the very core of her lonely soul!
Her young student, this handsome fifteen year-old boy, had opened up a new door for the lust-excited young teacher. He and he alone had revealed to her a previously undiscovered-or, at any rate, unacknowledged-side of her existence that she never dreamed existed. She knew, too, that there was no turning back now, that from now on she would always seek that wild, thrilling, dizzily spinning side of her personality wherever she found it and no matter what the ultimate consequences. Yes, now that she had discovered the incredible depths of her own sexual passions, she would revel in the ecstatic triumphs that those passions brought to her....
"Rob?" she whispered after that last spasms had left his body and hers. "Rob ... you were magnificant. Absolutely sensational." Tears brimmed at the corners of her eyes as her gaze cleared and fell upon the exhausted naked body of her teenage lover. Yes, it was all due to him. If it hadn't been for Rob Kennedy, she might have gone on being a lonely, frustrated young widow with no prospects for any further happiness....
"You weren't so bad yourself," the boy replied with a victorious and satisfied grin. "Not bad at all." Then he cocked his head, looked with a steady-and happy gaze directly into the young mother's eyes, reached out to run his hand tenderly along her long, flowing blonde hair, and continued, "I have dreamed about this day for ... I can't tell you how long. And you know what? It was even better than I dreamed it would be! Much better!"
The old grandfather clock in the corner chimed six. Rob's family would be expecting him home for dinner. Certainly, the young teacher reflected, she would like their pleasure to go on and on into the dark hours of the night ... but then, tomorrow was another day. And then, there would be the day after that ... and the day after that....
Mindy remained nakedly lounging on the couch as her young lover dressed to go. God, he was certainly a handsome devil! She was surprised that she hadn't noticed it before ... she wondered vaguely how many other boys she hadn't noticed were so devastatingly handsome and virile and appealing....
CHAPTER SEVEN
It had been two weeks since the end of the school term, two weeks since that astounding and glorious afternoon of sexual discovery and adventure with young Rob Kennedy, the young mother mused as she sat over her steaming cup of morning coffee. The day looked as bright and cheerful as she felt, reflecting the wonderful warmth of her feelings and the clarity of her new-found vision. There were no fears now, no loneliness, no agony, no regrets. The overwhelming pleasure which engulfed her body when Rob Kennedy made love to her had destroyed all other sensations and the vibrantly alive Mindy Hughes eagerly waited for his telephone call. He would come over today, as he had done every day for the past two weeks, and they would go into her bedroom, share a glass of brandy which had now become a sort of ritual between them, and then....
Yes, the young teacher reflected, she owed a good deal to her handsome young student. If it hadn't been for him, she never would have suspected, much less discovered, this new facet of her being. It was almost like discovering that an old painting you had up in the attic for years was suddenly a masterpiece and worth a fortune. She had found responses within her body that she had never known were there and now that these had been released, they could never be stored and locked away again. In fact, once the new school term began, she strongly suspected that she would find other of l er young male students equally interesting and exciting! It was certainly a stroke of good fortune that she had chosen the teaching profession, with its limitless supply of young teenage boys constantly coming into her life!
Mindy hummed cheerfully to herself as she flipped through the pages of the morning newspaper and finished the last of her coffee. Returning to the bedroom, she ran a comb through her long blonde hair and put the finishing touches on her make-up. Rob would call and then come over before too much longer. She wrapped her voluptuously attractive young body in a flowing, diaphanous robe which did little to hide the provocative curves of her luscious body, and picked up a magazine to pass the time until her teenage lover called.
He had come to the house every afternoon now for the past two weeks. She never drove him home afterwards because that would be too risky, but apparently his family didn't suspect that their "tutoring" sessions every day had nothing to do with English! And the young mother had no fears any longer that her son would discover her illicit affair with this boy Rob Kennedy. For one thing, they had few friends in common. And for another, he had seemed very preoccupied of late, going out early in the morning and returning fairly late at night, long after Rob had left. She still wondered vaguely what was occupying so much of his time, but it didn't really matter that much any longer, now that she had young Rob to keep her busy!
Of course, the young mother would have preferred being honest with her son, being straightforward as she used to be with him. They had always shared everything together, but, she guessed, he was probably going through a phase of some sort and when he came out of it they could re-establish their formerly warm and loving relationship. Besides, she was having such a fabulously exciting time with Rob that, for the moment, her strained relations with her son were shifted to a position of secondary importance. The odd thing was that he hadn't seemed to notice her new elation and happiness, which surprised her. Normally, he was very much attuned to every fluctuation in her moods and would at least have remarked about her change in attitude.
Her wandering mind flashed back to those very first nights of sharing her bed with her son. It had been, she realized now, a desperate loneliness which had led her to making love to her twelve year old son ... but perhaps it was something more. Perhaps her sexual fascination with the lithe young body of her son was simply a prelude to the rapturous joy she had now discovered with fifteen year old Rob Kennedy. Maybe she should have realized that her affair with her son was bred not only of the emptiness left in her life after Alex had gone but was born of her hitherto undiscovered desire for teenage boys, for young and innocent flesh which was, somehow, more exciting to her than fully developed, mature man-flesh! Yes! Perhaps her fling with Eddie was simply the introduction to what promised to be a glorious symphony of sexual adventure!
The young mother smiled to herself and laughed out loud. God, she had been such a fool! Look at all the time she had wasted, and all the attractive young teenage boys who had slipped through her fingers because she had been so blind for the past two years to the true nature of her sexual desires!
The telephone rang. Excitedly, the young teacher raced to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mindy," Rob's smooth voice came over the wire like a sweet melody to her ears.
"Will you be over soon?" I
"About half an hour. Ok?"
"You know it's ok. I can hardly wait...."
* * *
Mindy Hughes heard the back door open, then slam shut. Rob had arrived already!
Quickly, eagerly, she threw down her magazine, which she hadn't really been seriously reading anyway, and rushed out of the bedroom to meet her young lover just as he entered the kitchen. She had purposely left the back door unlocked, as she had every day for the last two weeks, so that he could come right in without having to wait by the front door.
With youthful eagerness, Rob swept her up in his strong young arms in a clenching embrace and she responded with equal enthusiasm, clamping her lush red lips onto his in a tight, hungry kiss. Just the mere sight of him excited her beyond belief so that already she could feel the sweet secretions in her cunt awakening to the feverish lashings of his tongue in her mouth. Yes, he desired her as much as she desired him and so, without wasting any time, Rob picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.
He was such a handsome boy! Every time she looked into his marvelously expressive eyes, every time her own eyes traced the outline of his virile young body, she felt a surge of pride mingled with burning desire. He was so good-looking, with such a muscular and sculpted physique-and he was so obviously absolutely crazy about her! She recalled now how, during her English classes, some of the girls had worked very hard at trying to get her attention, acting patently flirtatious some of them, but she never realized until now why he had been immune to their advances! It was because of her! He had been too wrapped up in his blazing infatuation with his voluptuous young English teacher! That realization only added fuel to the already burning fire of Mindy's feelings of exultation and fondness for her handsome young student.
"God, I could hardly wait to see you today," she moaned, smiling up at him from where he had placed her on the bed. "The days seem so long until you get here!"
"And they don't seem long enough while I'm here," he replied, laughing. "By the way, I saw Eddie this morning on my way over here." The young mother stiffened. "Oh? What was he doing?"
"He and that kid Jerry were going into that fancy new apartment building over on Spruce Street. You know the one, with the swimming pool and all that other fancy stuff."
Mindy paused briefly to digest this new piece of information. She didn't know that Eddie had a friend who lived in the luxurious new apartment building that had just been completed about a year ago. It was a high-rise building on the edge of their comfortable suburban residential neighborhood and there had been all kinds of public clamor against it but, in the end, it had been built anyway. Very few of her students lived there because most of those apartment dwellers were older couples whose children had already left home or newly married couples without children. Vaguely, uneasily, she wondered who Eddie could possibly know in that apartment building ... Miss Parker, his piano teacher, but he didn't have a lesson today....
But it didn't matter now, really. Rob was here and that was all the excited young mother cared about. Time enough to worry about Eddie later, when Rob had gone. In the meantime....
"Hey, you look gorgeous," she heard Rob crooning, staring with admiration at her outstretched body, excitingly accentuated by the flowing lines of her long robe. "And just because you look so nice, I'm going to do something especially nice for you today!"
"Oh? Is it a secret or are you going to tell me about it first?" she asked, smiling teasingly up at the handsome face and darkly flashing eyes of her teenage lover.
"You just lie back and relax. I'm going to take very good care of you, don't you worry," he answered mysteriously, crouching on the bed beside her.
Mindy was only too glad to obey since, up to now, this hot-blooded young boy had never failed to bring her gloriously exquisite pleasure. Stretching her sensuous young body luxuriously, thinking how lucky she was to have such an attentive and experienced young lover, she closed her eyes and smiled. Yes, in spite of his young age, Rob Kennedy knew exactly what he was doing and exactly how to do it. In fact, Mindy was often amazed by his expertise and more than once she wondered how he had come by it. Not that it really mattered ... in fact, it didn't matter at all as long as she was the beneficiary of all his accumulated experience....
"Ummmm," she sighed in exultant expectation as she felt her young lover lift the hem of her dress. Drawing it upward, past the creamy flesh of her thighs, past her flaring hips, slowly the naked glory of her excitedly waiting loins came into view. The young boy feasted his eyes on the gleaming golden hair surrounding her sensuous vaginal crevice and he could just catch a glimpse of the moistly glimmering pink flesh beneath the lush growth of her pubic forest.
"Ummmm, indeed," he whispered hoarsely.
A long and rippling shudder of illicit pleasure coursed through the prostrate body of the voluptuous young mother as she felt the delicious crawl of her young lover's hands over the tingling flesh of her lower body. His fingers moved gently, yet demandingly, with a tenderness filled with erotic tension, and each second of wondering and waiting seemed to build up the sexual excitement in her sensuously curved body. Because the past couple of weeks had trained her body to respond anxiously and quiveringly to his slightest touch, she now felt as if the lust-juices of her cunt were beginning to glow with that familiar and potentially devastating fire which signalled the beginning of her arduous arousal.
Mindy drew in her breath sharply as she felt the boy place a hand on either sensitive, smooth inner thigh and slowly, seductively, draw apart those fleshy columns, exposing even more of her moistly secreting furrow to his lust-aroused gaze. She could feel a cool rush of air between her legs and she nearly cried out from the pressure he was exerting on her spreading legs, while excitement mingled with expectation bolted through her body.
At last, her young lover seemed satisfied that he had pried open the gates to her secret womanly sanctuary far enough to allow him entrance. The voluptuous teacher moaned as she felt his probing fingers move along her sensitive inner thighs until they reached the swollen, fleshy folds of her gently throbbing pussy.
Like a diamond cutter working on a fine gem, the boy drew the hair-lined outer lips apart, revealing the delicate and delectable pink edges of her moistly inviting inner flesh. His eyes seemed to be ignited by the sight of the reddish, turgidly pulsing tip of her clitoris crowning the sensitively throbbing petal-shaped opening beneath and he had to force himself to slow down, to take it easy, to avoid rushing headlong into that seductively alluring flesh with reckless abandon.
For a long and appreciative moment, the youth stared at the fragile, vulnerable, moist offering beneath his gaze. And then, with breath-taking slowness, with provocative, purposeful languor, he lowered his head between he teacher's lewdly splayed legs. When she felt the wiry curls of his dark head brushing against her velvety smooth inner legs, Mindy knew in a flash what he was going to do.
It was something that no one had ever done to her before, not even Alex. Mixed feelings of desire and reluctance tumbled through her as she considered that he was going to do something which she had always considered just on the other side of perversion. And yet ... everything he had done so far had brought such sublime and thrilling pleasure ... everyone had always said that cunt-licking was disgusting and evil and wrong ... but if it could bring such exquisite pleasure, could that be true?
"Aaaarrruuuuuuugh ... aaaaaaaahhhhhh ... ooooooohhhh," the young mother wailed as she suddenly felt the first fiery lash of her teenage lover's wet, darting tongue on her incredibly churning pink pussy. Yes, he was actually licking her vagina, kissing and orally caressing her super-sensitive pussy flesh!
Her mind wanted her to pull away, to resist this vile invasion of her womanly sanctuary. All of her Victorian ideas about permissible sex swirled around in her fevered brain while her body reacted with tingling thrills of sensational pleasure. Her body had reacted independently of her mind and was rapidly devouring the dregs of her resistance as his marvelously probing tongue lunged and lashed at the moistly secreting canyon of her cunt. It was one of the most titillating and exquisite pleasures she had ever known....
"Ooooooooohhhhhhh! Aaarrruuugh! Eeeeeeeee...!" she moaned almost deliriously as he continued to swipe with his wetly flicking oral instrument at her vulnerably exposed vagina, sinking the fiery tip of his deft tongue into the pink creases and crevices of her hotly quivering pussy. His hands were still clamped firmly on each sensuous thigh, keeping them spread provocatively apart, and she couldn't have escaped the mad licking of his eager tongue even if she wanted to!
Which, at that point, she didn't. The idea of his salaciously licking the private regions' of her cunt was repulsive ... but the actual feeling his fiery lashes inspired was magnificent ... pleasure-packed chills of desire raced through her trembling body and soon even all thoughts of resistance vanished completely from her mind. In fact, the knowledge that her teenage lover was actually performing cunnilingus on her helplessly exposed cunt became exciting to the eagerly aroused young mother.
Once more, the truth stabbed at her mind. The never-ending appetite of her desire was revealed to her yet again and was allowing her responsive flesh to acknowledge the full rapture that raced madly through every fiber of her being. Her flesh felt once again like it was on fire, uncontrollably trembling and quivering and a slow, deep, rhythmic churning began to shake her loins. Voluntarily, her legs spread even wider apart to welcome this new invasion of her flame-devoured cunt and she flexed her helplessly aroused pussy upwards to invite even more of the pleasure-giving contact of Rob's feverishly lashing tongue.
"Uuuuummmmmmmmmm...," Mindy gasped eagerly as wave after wave of warmly bathing, sensuously inspiring passion washed over her tremulous flesh. Yes, it felt good! It was thrilling the deepest regions of her body and soul to have her pussy licked and kissed and lashed like that! All of the sexual taboos she had heard all her life meant nothing next to the exquisitely tingling pleasures now devouring every fiber of her being!
Rob's eagerly flushed face was buried between her satin-smooth thighs, his dark hair tangling with the golden wisps of her palpitating pubic mound. His fiery tongue flickered and flicked and caressed the silk-soft flesh of her moistly heated cunt as it searched and probed and explored that divinely exciting territory. It wasn't long before that exciting instrument found the sensitive sprout of her tautly throbbing clitoris.
"Ooohhh! Oh my God! Oh, Rob! Ooooohhhh!" the sex-crazed young teacher cried as her young lover's teeth fastened around the rigid little button while his fire-filled tongue tantalized the trapped tip. Mindy's head was whirling and she thought she would go stark-raving mad from the incredibly powerful tremors of excitement rattling through her intensely aroused young body. She felt as if her teenage lover had discovered the secret fountain from which sprang the very essence of her existence and that he could control every movement and sensation in her love-wracked body merely by his erotic work on that erogenous life-source.
Convulsively, with a new-found strength, her thighs closed tight around her boy-lover's dark head, holding him in position close to her madly palpitating cunt. It wasn't as if she feared losing his lust-exciting ministrations. It was simply that her passion propelled her thighs to clamp like a vice around his head and she couldn't have loosened them if she wanted to.
But the boy managed to slide his head from between her clenching thighs anyway. Looking at his older lover, his eyes beaming with lust, his chin moist from her cuntal secretions, his face flushed with the intensity of his ardor, he whispered hoarsely to her, his breath coming in ragged, panting spurts.
"Didn't I promise you something special?"
"Oh yes! Yes!" The insanely aroused young mother thought she would die if he kept his hotly licking tongue away from her cunt much longer. Desperately, she arched her hips up at his face, begging his tongue to return to its erotically exciting work within the steaming confines of her churning cunt.
"And you like it, don't you?"
"God, yes! Yes! Please ... don't stop ... keep licking my pussy ... please ... don't stop now ... keep licking me ... licking me ... licking me...." the quivering young teacher chanted wildly, hardly noticing the lewdness of the words that spilled headlong from her lips. Once again those words seemed so natural, the only way to adequately express herself in the frenzy of her arousal.
Her entire body was bathed in the moisture of her sweat and a rosy, heated glow suffused her face, her eyes glazed with blazing lust. The frenzied young teacher ground her passion-drenched cunt against her young lover's eagerly searching, hotly devouring mouth and moaned inhumanly when she felt the burning tip of his strong, furled tongue dabbing tentatively at the clasping opening of her lust-lubricated cunt.
The hungry lips of her cuntal mouth nibbled greedily at the dipping lingual organ, trying desperately to pull its entire length inside. And then, suddenly, her boy-lover stiffened his tongue like an imitation cock and rammed it into the trembling hot passage with a savage thrust.
"Aaarrruugh! Oooooooohhhhhh!" Mindy cried with shrieking, screaming intensity as the lust-hardened tongue rammed again and again into the flame-devoured confines of her seething inner tunnel, its rhythmic thrusts an exciting imitation of a fucking-hard cock. The heatedly milking, soft walls of her vaginal chamber opened and closed desperately around his lust-lunging organ, voraciously sucking it up into the deepest regions of her hungry depths.
Mindy felt that she had been driven beyond the brink of sanity by the flaming excitement and desire which had enveloped every cell of her aching body. The fiery sensations sweeping now through her young body were unlike any she had ever experienced before and yet she was conscious of an ardent longing for something more fulfilling, more potently powerful plunging into the teased and tantalized interior of her madly simmering cunt. If only she had his cock in there now, his passion-propelled hardness slamming into her clinging cunt, filling her completely and blissfully with its hot throbbing rigidity. His tongue was marvelously provocative and gloriously exciting ... but it just wasn't enough. Soon, soon he would plunder her cunt with that magnificent boy-cock of his....
She had grown so used to the intoxicating hardness of his pummeling hot cock, had grown so that her body needed it like an opiate to fulfill her desperate sexual drives!
Sill, she was reaching a high peak of sexual excitement right now! If he didn't plunge his lovely long hot hardness into her soon, she would explode and cum all over his ravishing tongue! Already she could feel her lust-incited body crying out for its explosive release and it seemed as if that mind-blinding crash would erupt throughout her entire thrashing, writhing body any minute now! But she wanted his cock so desperately! She didn't want to reach that ultimate peak of glory without its hot throbbing hardness buried to its hilt in the madly milking soft walls of her greedily hungry cunt!
"Fuck me, now! Oh, Rob, please fuck me now! God, how I need your cock inside me! Oh, please, please, please, fuck me now!"
* * *
"Bye, Jerry," Eddie Hughes sighed as he left his friend's house and started towards his own. He felt curiously empty, lethargic and, yes, disappointed. They had just called Marla, expecting to see her this afternoon, only to be told that her brother had suddenly taken ill and that she would be going to see him. She wouldn't be back for at least several days, perhaps as long as a week.
The twelve year old boy wondered if she really had a sick brother. Or whether it was simply her way of telling her two young lovers that she was tired of them, that she wanted to discover new horizons with new lovers and wouldn't have time for them any more. No, she would probably be honest enough to tell them outright if she wanted to spend her time with other lovers. Besides, the past week had been so incredibly exciting for them all after Marla had invited her friend Lola to come over and join them one day ... and the day after that ... and every day since! The past week had been a whirlwind of passion and pleasure and his head still reeled dizzily simply from the memory of all the entertaining afternoons they had spent together, romping nakedly, their bodies entwined in unbelievable positions!
Yes, the young boy was having the time of his life with Marla and Jerry and Lola. That was precisely why this afternoon seemed so empty and horribly disappointing. Well, perhaps he would go home and spend the afternoon with his mother. Maybe go out to the park for a picnic or something. He knew that he had been neglecting his mother lately, that she really had no one else in the world besides him, and sudden pangs of guilt gave him a new determination to make up for all the nights and days he had left her alone.
When he got home, he went in the back door, knowing his mother would probably be in the living room or perhaps out in the back yard. He could grab a quick sandwich or something....
What was that?
Strange, muted noises reached his young ears as he stood, hand poised on the refrigerator door. Those odd, muffled sounds seemed to be coming from somewhere in the back of the house ... stepping slowly to the kitchen oor, the twelve year old paused to listen.
Yes, those sounds were definitely coming from his mother's bedroom. Was something wrong? Was she ill? With a madly thumping heart, the young boy slowly made his way back towards his mother's bedroom. He stopped dead in his tracks at the door, which was slightly ajar, his ears ringing with the unbelievable words he heard coming from his mother.
"Fuck me now! Oh, Rob, please fuck me now! God, how I need your cock inside me! Oh, please, please, please, fuck me now!"
The youngster's face blanched and all the blood in his veins seemed to freeze. What the hell was going on here? The sight, that met his eyes as he opened the door wider would remain forever burned into the core of his memory. His mother, stretched out on her back, her lovely long robe bunched up around her waist, her naked legs drawn up and clasped so tightly around a nearly hidden dark head! The head of someone called "Rob"! And this "Rob" was voraciously and wetly sucking his mother's pretty pink pussy, right there in her own bedroom!
The youngster was dumbfounded. Dazed, bewildered, he moved slowly into the room, step-by-step closer to the carnally exciting sight of his mother's pussy being eagerly sucked by someone he had never even met nor heard mentioned! And she was begging him to fuck her! To actually slide his lust-hardened cock into the sacred confines of her lovely young cunt!
But it was too late for that. Eddie was only a couple of feet from the bed, completely unobserved by the erotically involved duo, when he heard his mother's agonized scream.
"Oh God! I can't hold back! I'm cumming! Cumming! Aaaaaaaarrruuuuugh!"
Eddie Hughes stared in amazed disbelief as his mother ground the softly fleshy cheeks of her voluptuous buttocks into the bed and forced the sizzling flesh of her thrashing pussy against the stranger's still licking face. Her head was thrown back, her hair flying like a golden halo over the pillow, and her sensual red mouth was half open in a now soundless scream of unadulterated pleasure. Eddie could see the shudders of spasming ecstasy ripple through her convulsing body as her hands clutched wildly at the dark head buried between her sensitive thighs trying to force his face even harder against the madly contracting cavern of her cunt.
Eddie's first reaction to the sight of his half-naked mother reaching a glorious climax with a total stranger was to become angry and he felt deeply wounded, as if a knife was turning in his gut. He wanted to tear that stranger in half and then toss him in pieces out the front door! And his mother! The one woman he had loved and needed ... yes, and sadly neglected, too....
Perhaps that was it, his mind flashed quickly. Perhaps his mother had been so very lonely without him that....
But the twelve year old boy didn't have time to finish his thoughts because it was then that his mother's eyes opened as the last tremors of her climax rippled through her body. It was then that she saw her shocked son standing at the foot of the bed where she had just been through a mind-dazzling climax from the lust-licking of Rob Kennedy.
"Eddie!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
At the dismayed cry of "Eddie!", Rob Kennedy jumped up to a sitting position and turned to face his older lover's twelve year-old son.
"Rob Kennedy!" Eddie cried. "W-what ... how the hell...."
"Eddie, listen to me," his mother urged, her voice trembling as violently as her hands. The look of pain on her son's face nearly broke the young mother's heart and she knew that she had to reassure him, and quickly, that she still loved and needed his affections and attentions. Now more so than ever, but how could she explain that to him quickly, before he did something or said something in anger that he would regret later? "Eddie, come here. On the bed beside me. Come on."
Like an entranced robot, the youngster obeyed his mother's command as she mutely waved Rob off of the bed. Instinctively, her young lover knew that he would only be in the way, that the young mother had to console her shocked and dismayed son before the situation grew explosive. Mindy Hughes took her son's face between her slender hands and looked him square in the eye with a mixture of challenge and compassion and her son felt the quivering in her hands on his hotly flushed cheeks as her words burned into his mind.
"Eddie ... this was ... well, I was just so lonely without you ... I needed someone ... I needed to be loved ... but this doesn't mean that I don't love you, too. Do you understand that?"
The boy was too astounded, too confused to respond. Mutely, he looked from the flushed face of his beautiful young mother to the figure of her lover who hovered at the end of the bed, and back again at his mother. It was all happening too fast for him to comprehend his own feelings. Anger mingled with regret swirled through his dazed young mind and the words tumbled together into a mass of bewilderment before he could utter them. Somehow he felt frightened and threatened but he wasn't sure why or what he ought to do about it.
However, his mother solved that problem for him. "Eddie," she said with a strong tone of determination, "there is nothing to be angry or frightened about. And I'm going to prove it to you. I'm going to show you just how much I love and need you."
With that, the voluptuous young mother began to unbutton the front of her diaphanous robe, revealing the alabaster skin of her naked breasts. They were quivering with suppressed desire and excitement, the nipples tautly distended and visibly throbbing. Eddie stared in silent astonishment as she shrugged it off of her smooth shoulders and moved so that it could slide sensuously off of her hips, and then she tossed it casually onto the floor. Stepping off the bed, she stood nakedly before her son, swinging her hips provocatively in front of his amazed eyes.
Kneeling by the bed, she reached out one lovely hand to unzip his trousers and then suddenly he felt a shudder of lewd desire leap through his blood as her cool fingers found the rod of his boy flesh which had already begun to bloat and rise towards its fully hardened glory. Bending her head, she took the rubbery tip of it between her ruby lips, sending out her hot tongue to dart maddeningly around in circles until at last he let out a sharp breath and whimpered in his pleasure.
"That's it," she whispered, her voice soft and husky. Moving towards him now, she ran her hand down his young chest as she deftly unbuttoned his shirt, removed it, then swiftly unlatched his trousers and slid them down off his legs. Within moments, the twelve year-old boy was as naked as his mother and he felt the beginnings of his desire swirling madly through his racing blood and into the rapidly rising length of his young cock.
"Oh Mom!" he moaned just before her mouth came crashing down onto his. Instantly, her tongue leaped out in search of his, her mouth holding his in a heatedly excited kiss. She pressed her body against his naked flesh, the turgid hardness of her nipples prickling his chest and the warm, silky mound of her womanhood brushing erotically against his lust-maddened cock.
Suddenly, a deep and passionate love for this marvelous creature overwhelmed the youngster as he realized that she was about to prove her love for him in the most meaningful way she knew. And he loved her too! Within moments the two naked bodies were prostrate on the softness of the bed, Eddie stretched out on top of his mother's naked body. He began almost at once to trail hot, wet kisses down her slender neck and on down to enclose first one then the other passion-hardened nipple between his hot lips. Lower still, down the flat, smooth plain of her white belly to the tight little aperture of her navel.
His mouth hovered for a brief instant just above the blonde fluff of her delectable pubic mound, the idea of licking her cunt just like he had seen Rob do was racing through his lust-fevered brain. But he could do that another time. Right now all he wanted to do was give her that cock she had been begging for, but his turgid spear of love instead of Rob Kennedy's! More than anything else in the world, to prove just how much he loved her in spite of all his amorous adventures with Marla, the young boy wanted to sink his cock to the very depths of her soft, wet cunt, conquer her once and for all, prove to her that he was a son worthy of such a voluptuously exciting mother!
Her creamy soft thighs parted in open welcome and Eddie could see the moist pinkness of her eagerly quivering pussy gleaming lewdly beneath the blonde hairs of her down covered pubic fleece. Staring, mesmerized by the voluptuous sensuality of his incredible mother, the young boy gasped as he felt her cool fingers tighten again around the pulsing hardness of his young cock-flesh.
Eagerly, with trembling hands, she was drawing that loving organ towards the entrance to her womanhood, her fingers like velvet on the hotly throbbing flesh. The hard, blunt head seemed to expand and inflate before his eyes and he wondered suddenly if it would hurt her at the first moment of entry into her moistly squirming flesh. Easily, he began to jab at the fragile vaginal flesh with eager stabs of lust.
Eddie reached down with his hands and, placing one on each silky-smooth thigh, drew them even farther apart to reveal the full pink glory of her wetly pulsing cuntal cleft. The flower-like opening seemed rather small in comparison with the massive thickness of the boy flesh which was about to invade its precious confines, and he was infused with a strange thrill in anticipation of watching that loving mouth willingly stretch to accommodate his thickened instrument as it slithered up inside.
Like the passion-driven youngster that he was, Eddie once again positioned his lust-bloated hardness at the mouth of her quivering cunt, holding it there for a long and tantalizing moment, relishing the trembling shudders that seemed to jump from his mother's body into his And then, without warning, he surged forward, putting all the force and power he could muster into the relentless lunge of his loins.
"Oooohhhh ... aaarrruuugghhh ... uuuuummmmm ... do it to me, son!" his mother moaned as the huge, blood-pressured penis penetrated the magically stretching vaginal opening, surging hotly towards the deepest regions of that soft-walled womb.
Eddie continued to slide his heavily turgid shaft of flesh into his lust-moaning mother as his hands gripped tightly onto the softly pliant flesh of her thighs so that it rippled lewdly between his fingers.
He had reached the back-wall of her cunt! He had stuck his massive pole of boy flesh to its hilt in the softly clinging depths of his mother's inviting vaginal channel! For a long and delight-packed moment, he held it there without even flexing it, basking in the rapturous pleasure he was both giving and receiving. Mindy Hughes felt completely and utterly and wonderfully filled by her son's lust-thickened cock. She had never remembered it being so massively mammoth or so urgently demanding before. She felt almost as if she had never known this cock before, as if it were a complete stranger to the sheath of her womb. Yes, this was going to be the most glorious fucking they had ever shared together, she and her marvelous young son!
The young mother moaned again as she felt her son flex that desire-driven shaft inside of her wetly warm cunt and the vibration emanating from it seemed to reverberate throughout her entire naked body. Then, at last, he began to withdraw, pulling out the flanges of her pink flesh as he came and he didn't stop until just the bulbous head of his granite-hard shaft lay in between the swollen lips of her vagina. Then, like a tiger, he lunged forward again, this time burying the full length of his flesh unhindered in one swift plunge.
"Oh God! Eddie ... oh it feel so good," his mother murmured as he began to establish a slow but sensuous rhythm, sliding in and out of her with long, hard strokes. He thrust eagerly into her with forceful strength, the top of his rock-hard cock crushing searingly against the mouth of her cervix, the light pubic wisps at the base of his massive instrument tangling with the curling blonde hairs of her glistening vaginal triangle. Again, the son-lover pulled out, withdrawing his still-inflating shaft of flesh expertly, leaving just the bulbous, blunt tip of it inside her madly clinging vaginal lips.
"Ooooohhhh! Aaaauuugh!" the boy moaned in the rapidly rising delirium of his passion. It was more exciting, more passionately excruciating now than it had ever been before and he relished every exquisitely ecstatic minute of his lust-driven penetration of his mother's well-lubricated vaginal tunnel.
Mindy lay breathless and delighted from her son's powerful onslaught. her son was displaying a new and almost brutal strength which she found tremendously exciting and any thought of Rob Kennedy was miles from her lust-fevered mind. At last, at long last she was being reunited with her son in a way that would forever seal their binding love.-it was a day she had been waiting for with eager anticipation for a long time. Without hesitation, the young mother parted her velvet-smooth thighs even more, offering up still more of her gluttonously hungry cunt for her son's pleasure. A slowly building churning began to burn through her lust-incited loins and she found herself devilishly returning thrust for thrust as her son continued to plow into her wetly clinging cuntal canal.
"Teeeesssss! Oh God, son ... oooohhhhh ... uuuuummmmm...." Mindy mewled, her helplessly aroused young body quivering and trembling with the frenzy of her frantically growing passion.
Her lovely, fleshy thighs parted yet further and then suddenly she found herself locking her ankles around her son's slender lower back. Her arms snaked up and closed behind his neck and she pulled his hot mouth greedily down onto hers. Voraciously, she drew his fiery tongue inside her warm, moist mouth and laved it and battled with it and bathed it in the hot saliva of her love.
The deliriously excited young mother pressed the full roundness of her breast against his chest, revelling in the smooth, soft feel of his skin against hers. Her greedily receptive cunt flowered open to his every pounding thrust and the fluted edges of it began to nibble voraciously at the hard rigid pole spearing into her hotly quivering depths, spark-like sensations of glorious pleasure flickering through her entire naked body.
Eddie, too, felt fiery desire boiling in his blood as he recognized his mother's enthusiastic response to his lunging fucking. Somehow, it was like making love to a different woman. She was reacting even more frantically and wildly than she did during those first mass love-making sessions six months ago and he couldn't really believe the change that had come over her. She seemed so much more responsive, so much more relaxed and attuned to the incredible joys of sexual adventure than she had been before ... their two bodies now seemed magically fused together as one, rocking and' slapping wetly against each other, united in their rhythmic fucking and thrusting and undulating as they dove headlong towards their orgasmic climaxes.
Mindy's inner cuntal walls milked wildly in perfect tempo with his piston-like inward thrusts and her pelvis ground suddenly downward as he began to withdraw, trying desperately to keep the pleasure-giving shaft inside her for as long as possible. The young mother was mewling and moaning uncontrollably now, her face flushed and wet, contorted with the fiery spasms of her arousal. But to her son's eyes she had never looked more beautiful, more sensually exciting than she did at that moment. And he knew he had Rob Kennedy to thank for it. He wasn't sure how the fifteen year-old boy had accomplished-this feat, but at the moment he was too busy to ask questions.
The lust-crazed young mother's body was sizzling with a feverish excitement as the searing ripples of her arousal ripped along her naked flesh and through her burning cunt. This was destined already to be about the best fucking she had ever enjoyed and she strained madly towards that bliss-filled climax which she knew would utterly devastate every single fiber of her being. It was going to be so excruciatingly exquisite this time....
"Mindy ... let me in," a voice whispered hoarsely into her ear.
It was Rob, He had stood by, watching the carnally exciting sight of Mindy being mercilessly skewered by the long hot rod of her son's pistoning flesh until he couldn't stand it anymore. With lust-glazed eyes he had watched the moist pinkness of her luscious vaginal flesh being invaded time and time again by that lust-propelled rod of her son and as he watched he could feel his own cock growing more and more, its timid length throbbing eagerly for its own fulfillment and joy. It was all he could do to hold off as long as he had....
Mindy felt his hands on her naked flesh and out of the corner of her eye she saw him, now as naked as she and her son. His hands flickered like tiny flames over the soft-fleshed rounded spheres of her breasts and ass, kneading that pliantly yielding flesh torturously. Finally, his hands settled on the velvety orbs of her buttocks, carefully drawing those twin moons apart, and she wondered vaguely what he was going to do. Not that it mattered much as close as she was to the glorious release of her sensational climax....
"Roll her over, Eddie! Please! I can't stand it!" Rob pleaded and then, to her amazement, she felt her son obeying his command! He wasn't angry! Eddie was actually edging her around and then pulling her up so that she was now atop her own son! His hard-driving cock was still plunging madly into her quiveringly aroused cunt and her own naked body was still shivering and churning with her dangerously mounting passion.
But what was Rob going to do? Could it be possible that....
Again, she felt Rob's eager hands crawling over the softly resilient cheeks of her buttocks, pulling the trembling mounds apart to reveal the darkly mysterious crevice which lay nestled so temptingly in between. Eddie didn't seem to notice the other boy, or care if he did, as he continued to skewer madly in and out of her heatedly seeping cunt with vigorous thrusts of his lust-pressured penis.
Mindy drew in her breath sharply when she felt Rob's fingertip probing at the pinkly puckered opening of her anus. That's what he was going to do! The dismayed young mother had heard about rectal sex, but she had never imagined that such a thing would ever happen to her! But now it was actually about to happen! Her first instinct was to pull away, to avoid that excruciating invasion of her helpless rear passage. But the nagging thought that it just might be a pleasure-filled experience plus the incredible passion swirling through her loins from the marvelous fucking of her son made her relax almost as soon as she felt the insistent pressure of Rob's trembling finger.
It was only moments later when she felt the unmistakable pressure of his virile young cock at the gate of her virginal rectal passage. A shudder trembled through her naked body, mingled with both fear and reluctant anticipation. It would be alright ... Rob wouldn't do anything to hurt her....
Again, the restless nudging of Rob's lust-hardened shaft, thrusting between the softly malleable mounds of her buttocks, punched demandingly at the tiny hairless sphincter. She kept repeating over and over again to herself that it wouldn't be too painful, that Rob would never deliberately do anything to cause her agony or torment. But she wasn't quite sure yet that she believed her own comforting thoughts. Moreover, she was so enveloped in the wild gyrations of her pelvis seeking to take in even more of the passion-stiffened shaft of her son that perhaps she wouldn't feel the pain so much....
Suddenly, her fifteen year-old lover's cock was inside, had penetrated that hitherto unexplored passage behind her anus opening. It felt like a red-hot poker had been jammed up inside her ass as the initial pain tore through her naked flesh, seemingly ripping her in half.-
"Oooowwwww! God, take it easy!" she cried wildly as she felt her trembling thighs being pushed apart and felt, too, the tender flesh of her buttocks being crushed by the flesh-splitting thrust. Fiery flashes of pain stabbed through her body from her back corridor as her eyes widened in pain as she felt the excruciating entry of his passion-propelled pole into her cruelly stretched anal opening. She could feel it sheathed in that virginal passage, separated from her son's madly plunging penis only by a thin membrane that felt like it would split apart from the enormous pressure of the two penetrating cocks inside her.
Her teenage lover had invaded her tightly clenched anus sinking his steel-hard cock all the way into her cringing rectum. It swept aside the futile resistance of her clasping anus, lunging into her sphincter until it was finally buried to its hairy hilt in her agonized asshole.
"Oooowwww ... Aaaarrruuugh...." she moaned again, feeling as if her naked body had been deliberately split in two. The teenager's dynamic cock seemed to fill her entire insides, all the way up to her breasts, and she wondered if it would ever stop hurting so tormentingly. The pain mingled imperceptibly with the stabs of spasming pleasure she was still feeling in her wildly clutching pussy and so she was both tortured and lifted to the heights of sublime rapture at the very same time! Would she ever reach that madly glorious climax that she had been so close to reaching only a few moments before?
Again, the young mother felt the spear-like shaft being flexed in her anus before it withdrew from that torn passage until only its bluntly bulbous head remained clasped tightly inside. And then, almost immediately, Rob plunged into her as before, only not nearly as slowly as he had done before.
"God! Take it easy, damn you!" she cried, realizing that the boy was now establishing a rhythmic tempo to match the invading rhythm of her son's long hard shaft! And Eddie didn't seem to mind! Only a short time ago he looked as if he could really kill Rob Kennedy, and now he had no objection to Rob entering his mother's asshole like that! There she was, obscenely sandwiched between her two boy lovers ... and she was beginning to enjoy it!
Rob was licentiously plunging in between her madly quivering ass-cheeks from above, his lithe, muscular body straddling hers, while her son beneath was still skewering into her hotly clinging cunt more feverishly than ever!
Mindy was mesmerized by the blinding lust boiling in her hot-blooded body as she realized that now the two boys were fucking into her in perfect unison! She felt their hard long lengths brushing against one another through the perilously thin membrane separating the two passages between her widespread legs. A low moan of ecstasy passed her lips as the ecstasy of her dual-fucking bolted through her sandwiched naked body, her mind reeling with the dizzying heights of rapture she had reached in the last few moments. Never, even in her most recent and vivid sexual fantasies had she ever imagined such exquisite ecstasy! Being simultaneously fucked in the lust-lubricated depths of her hungry cunt by her son and in the tightly clasping passage of her rectum by her teenage lover was driving her nearly insane and more desperate than ever to achieve the ultimate release of her desperately longed-for orgasm!
Constant moans of sublime rapture spilled from her lips now as the moisture-bathed body of the young mother began to vibrate with the ecstatic reverberations of her passion. Her naked form whip-lashed between her two naked teenage lovers and she could feel their bodies trembling and quivering with the insane intensity of their mindless lust. Greedily, she thrust her flaring buttocks upwards to receive her lover's downstroke in her now fully stretched and pleasure-filled rectum, and then swung downwards to receive her son's jerking shaft from beneath. Time after time her body arched up and plunged down, receiving cocks until she thought she would go completely stark-raving mad with pleasure!
Her son and her lover were now completely .united in their efforts to give her the maximum degree of torturous pleasure and she was greedy to accept all of it. Again and again their lust-stiffened shafts penetrated the deepest regions of her cunt and asshole, sending lewd thrills of forbidden pleasure through her uncontrollably thrashing young body. At last, at long last she had finally thrown off the last of her sexual shackles, tossed away the last of her physical inhibitions, and now she felt as if she were soaring above the clouds towards gates of t he heaven she had so long denied herself. Her cunt sucked insanely at the throbbing spear of boy flesh that stabbed into it with hard, driving strokes while her rectal canal clung hungrily to the turgidly invading pole of Rob's teenage flesh that filled it with such mindless pleasure. Mindy wanted nothing more than to bask in this incredible and mind-shattering pleasure forever, to enjoy this double ravishment of her loins until time ran out....
But it couldn't last. The frantic frenzy of her passions was boiling in her loins and she knew that she was about to explode in the most glorious climax of her sexual career.
"Aaaauuuugh ... Oh boys ... oh my boys ... I'm cumming ... cumming!" she sobbed suddenly as her whole body stiffened and arched in the air so precariously poised on the brink of her long-sought orgasm...."Aaaarrruuugh! Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh!"
She had reached that sublime pinnacle of ecstasy!
The madly writhing young mother was conscious then of nothing but the bolting spasms of pleasure convulsing her fully liberated body. Wave after wave of the exquisite floodtide of her passion swept through her nakedly thrashing, wildly bucking body, only to be triggered anew as she felt the hot spurting liquid of her son's cum gushing madly into the deepest regions of her madly contracting cunt. The hot swirls of his love-juices churned and splashed inside her quivering belly just as she felt the first eruption of Rob's massively hardened cock inside her cock-clasping anus! They battered against her with savage fury as she felt the magnificent surge of their rolling white fluid as it cascaded at the same moment into her incredibly stretched. rectum and into her passionately milking pussy where it seemed to unite in a twin pool of hotly burning passion within her quivering belly.
It could have been an hour later and it could have been only minutes afterwards when she felt the shaking tremors of her orgasm begin to subside with her nakedly bathed body. Nothing that complete, that absolute, that amazingly exhilarating had ever entered her life before. She had reached a new plateau of ecstasy and she never intended to leave it ever again! Now that she had discovered this exciting new territory of sexual rapture she never intended to return to "earth" again! Why should she?
"Ah, the younger generation," the young mother sighed contentedly as she regarded the exhausted naked bodies of her twelve year-old son and her fifteen year-old student-lover. Turning her head to glance at her bedside clock, she was glad to discover that it was still early, that Rob wouldn't have to be home for several hours ... perhaps he could even call his mother and say that he had been invited to stay for dinner ... then they could all three make quite a night of it together....
CHAPTER NINE
The voluptuous Mindy Hughes stood before her full length mirror, giving one last approving glance to the low-cut, softly flowing dress she had chosen for that evening. Yes, it would do very nicely. The soft peach color made her silky skin glow and the hugging lines of the bodice revealed to just the right tantalizing degree the sensual rounded fullness of her breasts without giving away all of the merchandise at a glance! And the way the soft material poured over her hips only served to accentuate their flaring curves while the short skirt revealed just the right touch of her smooth-skinned thighs to entice even the most casual observer.
Running a comb through her blonde hair one last time, the young mother stepped out of her bedroom and strolled casually into the kitchen. Her face lit up in a ravishing, sexy smile when she saw her handsome young son and her attractive young lover busily arranging the glasses on the kitchen table. This party had been their idea, of course, but she had agreed completely and enthusiastically as soon as the prospect was mentioned to her. She had bought plenty of beer and soda for the boys and a nice tall bottle of brandy for herself and Marla Parker, with whom she had become very friendly since her son revealed their common interests to his mother.
Funny how things turn out. Young Eddie had, in the end, not been jealous of Rob at all. Quite the contrary, the youth looked eagerly forward to all of the new positions and techniques which the older boy might be able to teach him. Of course, Marla had already done wonders for his sexual education, but there was always more to learn! Moreover, he found his mother much more appealing and attractive since he had discovered the new depths of her personality revealed to him that first night with Rob Kennedy on the king-sized double bed in her room. Yes, his mother, he had to admit, was quite a hunk of woman, no doubt about that! And he was about the luckiest kid in the world to be her son!
Mindy, too, felt exhilarated and liberated as a result of her sexual exploits with her son and with Rob in the days that followed that first incredible night. She had discovered a new dimension that made her entire life so much more rewarding and fulfilling! Moreover, she had discovered Marla Parker, a woman with the same interests and enthusiasms as her own and thanks to her son she found a companion who could share her new-found fondness for teenage boys. Her relationship with her son had been strengthened, too, so that now she never need fear that they would drift as perilously apart like they had been doing before.
"Mom," her son exclaimed excitedly. "Everything is ready. And the guys ought to be here any minute now. Marla called to say she'll be a little bit late. An unexpected 'piano lesson' came up this afternoon ... she might bring him along!"
"Wonderful, darling," his mother replied, clasping him in a warmly loving embrace. "Now, how many boys are coming?"
"Well, Jerry of course...."
Of course! Eddie had introduced Jerry to their circle of lovers only two nights before ... and he was magnificent. The pleased young mother smiled.
"...And Billy ... you remember him, he was in one of your classes ... and Don and Bob and Peter ... and maybe Frank. That ought to make for a nice party, don't you think?"
"Yeah, and don't forget Marla and Lola," Rob cried with undisguised enthusiasm.
Mindy hugged both boys to her at once with a warmly enveloping embrace and was thrilled to feel their teenage cocks already growing harder and harder in lustful anticipation of the exciting evening to come. Already her breasts tingled with desire and the rosy-hued little nipples began to grow hard against the material of her soft dress. Tinges of delight tickled her cunt as she felt Rob's mouth against her face, his hot pink tongue darting salaciously into her ear while Eddie's hand had reached around to cup the softly resilient flesh of her voluptuously rounded buttocks.
The young mother was glad, very glad that they had the whole summer before them! What a vacation this was going to be! And then, next fall, when she went back to school, all those fresh young teenage faces in her class ... yes, she would give some of those boys an education they would never forget!
