Title: Guiding Lance
Author:Eskimo1958
Summary: A mid-thirties white lady offers to help guide a young black male into becoming a better lover.
Keywords: M/F, interracial, pregnant

I barely glanced over the top of my kindle, taking in the sight. And one hell of a sight it was, right in front of me, as I feigned interest. Lance was cutting the grass here in my backyard, as he's done since he was twelve years old, and my, has this young black male grown. Pushing six-seven in height, and muscled, he plays football as an offensive lineman, with him weighing in at two-hundred and seventy nine pounds. And, as I felt my pussy burn, not an ounce of fat. Just like his old man, who with his mother, live right next door to me.

I've known the Jenkins family since they moved in next door a few months after I, only a short seven years ago. I bought my three bedroom home, thinking that maybe someday I'd start a family. But, I've yet to get going on that. Hell, I haven't even dated in probably five years! Not even a one night stand! And here I am, sitting here and lusting over a sixteen year old black male. I had better be careful, no need to show my desires to a young black male with a very high level of testosterone.

He was now done, as I stood and walked over to him, a bottle of water in my hand, as I said "Well done, Lance."

He smiled sheepishly, as he took the bottle, saying "Thanks Miss Rachel."

I gave his sweaty forehead the usual kiss of gratitude, and playfully swatted his butt, as I said "Now your momma called not long ago, saying to make sure you get on home once you're done here, understand?"

He grinned, saying "Sure thing, Miss Rachel." as he went and pushed the mower towards his house, probably not looking forward to whatever chore his mom had planned for him next. And in case you're wondering, I don't pay the Jenkins for his mowing services. As a matter of fact, as soon as Lance was old enough in his fathers eyes to use a lawnmower, he was instructed to mow my yard as well as that of his family. I tried paying, but his father, Ray, would have nothing to do with that. Can't remember his exact words, but he more or less said hard work builds character. And mowing hasn't been the only thing he's been told to do, or in a lot of cases, help out. For if there was some repair that needed to be done, Ray would have Lance do it or if it was something he was unfamiliar with, Ray would fix it and Lance would be a participant. And, the kid never complained, which is amazing, when you really think about it.

So, I returned to my reading, and eventually had a cookout with Ray, Kathy, Lance and a few of Lance's friends, and then a few hours of socializing before calling it another spring weekend in suburban Illinois. Then, things got interesting. Since we always look out after one another, we have keys for each others houses. Mainly to feed each others pets, my two cats and Kathy's one kitty, when one household or another is off on a trip. And of course, they have mine in case I needed something fixed and Ray & Lance would take care of it if I was at work, as I do work a lot of Saturdays, as well as the usual five days during the week. Well, it was a Wednesday. Cathy works forty hours per week at the doctors office, Ray works as a supervisor at the steel mill, and my job involves working for a brokerage firm.

I had to leave work early, as I had a one-o'clock dentist appointment, which, once I got there, it went quicker than I thought it would be. So, once done there, I decided to head on home. I normally do not get home until four, and it was only two, and when I pulled into the drive, I had decided I would go out to eat, so I hadn't bothered to open the garage door. I parked, walked up to the front door and noticed it was open, making me worried, until I glanced over at Kathy's home and saw her garage door was wide open.

This usually means Lance was about the place, as he doesn't drive, but he enters his home by using the keypad to open the garage door. Of course I thought maybe I had a burglar, but since it seemed Lance was home, I casually opened the door and walked right in. And heard it. The giggle of a female. Naturally I froze, and was a bit upset. Yeah, I've heard that Lance had scored with the ladies, as his mother has told me. And she wasn't too pleased with his conquests either. I couldn't decide what to do at first, before I finally just grumbled and walked towards the sound of soft talking. It was coming from the hallway, so I crept that way softly, and at the guest bedroom, I peered inside, seeing Lance standing there, his pants and boxers down to his knees, his long, brown met hanging down, and a slender blonde sitting there, a smile on her face.

She giggled, saying "It's big."

He laughed, saying as he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth to his cock, saying "Yeah, but you'll love it, trust me."

Well, it wasn't much after that point. He literally fucked her mouth and came, making her gag. Then he pulled her to her feet, turned her around while pulling down her shorts and mounted her, making her grunt as he slammed his cock home and proceeded to plow way. They were rutting away, but she sure the heck didn't sound like she was enjoying it. And I really couldn't blame her. Hell, he was just holding onto her hips and slamming his meat into her body. After about twenty minutes, with one final hard plunge, he roared and blew his load deep inside the girl. I was hoping the little blonde thing was on the pill, as I watched his spunk seep from her hole where they were joined.

I didn't stick around though, as I quickly and silently backed down the hall and left my house, thinking how best to handle this. I drove around for the better part of three hours, stopping to eat at about six, before returning home. I was pleased when I did get home to see that the room that Lance had banged the girl in was now cleaned up, with no signs of any carnal activities taking place. And, I had no idea on how to handle this. So I confront him? Or do I tell his parents.

For some reason, I decided on the former. I sure didn't want to see his father beating the crap out of him, although in all the years they've lived next door to me, I've never seen Ray lay a hand to his child in a violent manner. Oh yeah sure, he's been smacked once or twice for bad behavior, but nothing harsh. So, what better time than when he's done mowing.

He came over to mow on Saturday, and I watched, fidgeting somewhat, as I really had no clue on how to broach the subject. Well, when he was done, I hollered out, Lance, come on inside for a minute, I've got something to talk to you about."

He smiled, saying "Sure thing, Miss Rachel."

I was smiling as I stepped back and took a seat at the kitchen table, watching as he entered, wearing just those work shorts, his black body shimmering from the slick coat of sweat. I motioned for him to sit down, he asked "What's up Miss Rachel?"

I somehow managed to keep my smile, as I said "I would like to talk to you about bringing young ladies into my home to have your way with them!"

His face went blank, and he swallowed, asking "Pardon?"

I crossed my arms against my chest, and sternly said "Wednesday, I came home just in time to see you in my guest bedroom with some little blonde girl."

"Uh, how much did you see?", he asked.

I laughed, "Doesn't matter, let's just say enough that I'm surprised you were able to clean the room up afterwards so no evidence was left behind."

"You going to tell my folks" he asked, with a pained voice.

I laughed, "No, I don't believe I need too, as long as you don't use my house again for your sexual prowess." I then asked "Was that your girlfriend?"

He sighed, and lowered his chin, saying "No, she said she didn't like having sex with me."

"Yeah, I figured that out. You didn't even make an attempt in pleasing her." I stated rather bluntly.

He protested with "But, I thought I was doing okay!"

I laughed at him, and he got a hurt look on his face, making me feel bad, as I then tried to comfort him with "Honey, us ladies, we do enjoy sex. But only when the male makes us feel good." I stood, and said "You'll learn eventually. Just remember, don't jam you dick down a girls throat or up her pussy and dump your spunk without making her feel comfortable."

He got up, and whined out "But, I thought women love big cocks."

I did a better job this time in not laughing, with me lifting my hands and putting them on his cheeks, as I replied "Us women enjoy cocks that belong to men that want to make us feel good in our own way, understand?"

He sighed, saying "Yeah, I guess so."

I replied "Good!", then I pulled his face down to mine and kissed his cheek, and said "Now get on home and think about things, okay?"

He chuckled, "Yes, Miss Rachel.", was his happy reply as he left my house that day.

And yet, I was feeling a bit uneasy. Naturally, I was thinking that I should tell his parents. Or rather, Kathy. But, I held off. The next three weeks he would come and mow, and nothing more was said about the incident. The weekend before Memorial Day, and he got done mowing, and I thanked him, and for some reason, I asked "So, you doing better with the ladies now?"

He got a long face, as he declared, "None want a thing to do with me."

I asked in a shocking voice, "Why's that?"

He looked like he was about to cry, as he said "That bitch Candy told everyone that I'm lousy in the sack."

I clutched his muscular black arm, saying "Oh honey, it'll be alright."

I moaned out "Well, I can't even get a girl to even talk to me now."

I smiled, and said "Don't worry, summer is almost here, and you'll be driving. You can go cruise other places and find a willing participant, I'm sure." And of course, I'm thinking that telling him all this was probably not a good idea, but I did. I went on for another five minutes, telling him to be more polite and when he gets another chance to be more considerate. I've no idea if my words helped out not, but eventually he went on home.

The following week, Kathy came over. Nothing unusual there, as we do visit and chit-chat from time to time, but as soon as she entered the door, I knew she was going to ask a favor, which has never been a problem. As I handed her a can of diet coke in front of her t my kitchen table, she asked "Can we ask you to do us a favor?"

I laughed, "You know the answer will probably be yes."

She laughed as well, but somewhat nervously, as she stated "Ray and I are going away for the weekend to his sisters in Indianapolis, could you sort of keep an eye on our house and son."

"Lance is not going?" I asked. She shook her head no in response, as I asked "This is a first."

She sighed, and said "Well, he doesn't want to go, he's been depressed lately and all." I froze, and she looked at me funny, then her eyes got real big, as she asked "What do you know, that I don't Rachel?"

I fluttered my eyes, trying to conceal my secret, as I croaked out "Nothing!"

She got a sort of pissed look on her face, leaned forward with her elbows on the table, and declared in a calm voice, "Bullshit!" She sucked in a deep breath, asking "You aren't like doing him, are you?"

"Kathy!" I declared loudly, adding "That's disgusting!" Although deep inside, I do have a bit of lust building. I shook my head, "No, I'm not doing your son."

She sighed, leaning back and saying "Too bad, maybe he'd learn how to properly handle a woman."

I looked at her, in total shock, before I said "I caught him."

She was puzzled at first, then asked "When?"

"About a month ago. In my guest bedroom with some skinny blond named Candy." I then explained about all that had happened, then about me confronting him about it, and about his current predicament.

Once I was done, she shook her head, saying "Ray's been telling him he needs to use it wisely. But, teaching young bucks is difficult." She snorted, adding "I was really hoping that you two had something going on."

I sucked in a breath, asking "Wouldn't you and Ray get a bit, well, upset?"

She laughed, "Not if we know in advance." She then asked "Has the thought crossed your mind?"

She was studying my face, and I knew it was giving me away, as I softly replied "Yes."

She smiled, rose and came around and gave me a hug, and then walked to the door, saying "Have a nice weekend. We'll be leaving Thursday night."

I blurted out "Tell him he can come over and stay in the guest bedroom."

She turned and looked over her shoulder, saying "Not can, he will."

With that she left, as I sat there, completely dumbfounded. I just spilled the beans on the young man, and his mom more or less would think it'd be a good idea for me to show him how to properly handle a woman. Well, it would take care of my lust. So with that, after Ray and Kathy took me out to dinner, they headed off to Indianapolis, and Lance settled into my home for the next four nights. The first night was uneventful, as I had no plans on how to get things started. I really thought it'd be best if I let him adjust to the new surroundings that first night anyway. After all, this is the first time he had never gone with his parents.

In the morning, I woke early and pulled on my bathrobe as I went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the two of us. He came down maybe ten minutes after me, and I smiled as I turned and saw him standing there, wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top. I said "Good morning, Lance, pancakes okay?"

He stammered out "Uh, yeah Miss Rachel."

"Go head and get yourself some milk out of the fridge, dear." I said as I mixed the batter, while the skillet began to heat up. Nothing more was said, until we were about done eating, as I asked "You want to talk about it?"

He smiled slightly, and said "You know Miss Rachel, I have to thank you."

I blurted out "You get lucky, baby?"

"Huh?" he stated in a surprised voice, before saying "No, nit yet anyhow." He chuckled some more, before saying "You talking to me, it helps. I mean, well..."

"Gives you confidence, huh?" I asked. HE nodded his head yes, and I said "Well, that's good.", before asking "You're not upset that I'm more or less babysitting you, are you?"

He shook his head no, saying "No, not really. I didn't want to go to Aunt Sharon's anyway. If I have to stay with you, I can live with it."

I froze, repeating his words sarcastically "Have to stay with me?"

He cringed, making me think that yes, hits could be a fun teaching experience, as he stammered out "No, I mean, um..."

I reaches over and patted his hand, saying "Relax, you just need to learn to engage your brain before you speak. It's not an easy thing to do for males." He laughed, and I then said "Now go on and get dressed, you've your bus to catch."

He stood, leaned over and gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and away he went. I had decided to call in and take the day off, thinking that I could use the rest, if things go the away I was hoping they would. And since it was a lovely day, I decided to spend it in the backyard, and get some early summer sun. I have a large patio in my backyard, and I'm rather private back there, what with the tall privacy fence and the shrubbery. And yes, sometime I do go topless. I only do it when I know that Ray and Lance are not around, and as for my other neighbors, the house on the east side is currently vacant, and the houses behind me are single story, with the one directly behind me being an elderly lady that doesn't get out much.

Lance gets home at about three-ten. I made sure I went inside and went potty at about two-fifty, grabbed a cola, and came back out to sun my healthy rack, as I picked my kindle up and began to read. Okay, I wasn't reading, I was waiting and wondering how to do this. I heard the school bus come down the street, right on time, as I kept on looking at the Kindle. I kept still, waiting, and then the sound of the glass of the patio door opening, and I instantly reached over and grabbed a towel and covered my breasts, al the while exclaiming loudly "Oh my, you're home!", as I giggled softly.

I looked up to see him staring, his mouth hanging open briefly, before he turned his face, and muttered out "Uh, sorry, uh, miss Rachel."

I laughed, as I grabbed the kindle and came to the door, saying "Oh don't be sorry, honey." He stepped aside as I walked on past, as I said "I was reading and lost all track of time. If you're hungry, there's chips on top of the fridge you can have as a snack, honey." I went on into my bedroom, grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it on over my head, not even bothering with a bra. And I kept the bikini bottoms on as well, deciding I can change after dinner....into something more comfortable.

Coming out, he was munching on chips as he had the television on, as I went to work doing laundry. And as I passed, I saw him glance up and look at my chest, as my healthy thirty-eight d's jiggled with my hard nipples pressing out, all unencumbered and hanging free. I felt wonderful, really, now knowing that I was teasing the young stud. I do believe this was giving me more pleasure than I thought was possible. But, no use making him suffer the whole darn weekend. He was going to want it, and I was going to make sure he gets it but does it properly.

Thirty minutes later, I came back into the living room heading to my bedroom with a stack of clean clothes and no Lance. I was a bit puzzled at first, until I head the soft groan coming from the guest bathroom. I smirked, as after a few moments, I heard he toilet flush. I stood there, and waited in the hallway. When the door opened, I smiled,, as he looked sheepishly at me, and I asked "Feel better?", before I passed him and went into my bedroom to put clothes away.

Had more laundry to bring out of the laundry room, so back I went, with him back on the couch, watching me as I walked by. Yes, the wolf may have picked up the scent, but, is he smart enough to know it. After laundry, I vacuumed the house, and began to get supper going. Made a simple dish of beef and noodles, and then he sat down to watch the White Sox, as I went and got into something that I had previously mentioned would be more comfortable. I pulled the t-shirt off, and discarded the bikini bottoms and pulled on a pair of knit shorts that barely covered my ass and were rather loose. Looking in the mirror, if I moved my legs just right, my beaver would be plainly visible. I then grabbed a very thin pajama top that has buttons and only buttoned every other one.

Yes, Show time!

I grabbed my kindle and came out and took a seat on the couch, with him sitting in the recliner. He'd really have to turn his head to look my way, even with me sitting on the other end away from him. So I began to read, every now and then discreetly glancing his way, some of those times catching him looking at various parts of my body. And after about two hours, the baseball game was a blowout, and not in favor of the Sox, so I knew he was loosing interest in that game, but gaining interest in another.

I decide to begin another chapter, as I yawned and stretched my arms way up over my head while stretching my legs out wide as well. He looked dazed, as I asked "You okay, Lance."

He mumbled out "Uh, yeah, sure." as his hands covered his shorts. Yeah, we got wood. I noticed it a while ago. Poor boy is going to need to take another trip to the bathroom soon, I'm sure. The he asked "Um, Miss Rachel?"

"Yes Lance." I said.

"You, um, didn't mind me earlier, when I was in the bathroom, and um..."

"Chocking your chicken", I said, finishing his sentence, as I then giggled, saying "No, it's just a natural thing for guys." He looked relieved, as I then added, "And girls too, I might add."

His response was a shocking exclamation of "Really!"

I laughed, "Of course, how you think I've been coping without a man for most of the past fifteen years, Lance. Us women have needs as well. We're just better at hiding it than you men." I smiled at him, his body still in shock at this conversation was even taking place. I laughed, and asked "You want to see how?"

His eyes bulged out, as he said "You will?"

I laughed, "Yes, on one condition."

"What?"

"You learn how to take care of a woman properly." I responded.

He looked puzzled, as I then placed the kindle on the coffee table, and got to my feet. I grabbed the remote, and turned off the game, and sat it back down. Then I went in front of him, and pulled my top off, tossing it on the couch. I then put my thumbs in the shorts I was wearing and pushed them off my hips and down my legs, and I was now naked in front of a sixteen-year old black male. He started to move, and I put my hands out front, saying "Stop!" He froze in place, as I said "Let me show you how a lady gives self pleasure, now sit back, Lance."

He did, and I raised my right foot up and placed it on the armrest of the recliner, bent my right knee some, and them used my fingers to part my cunt lips. I was soon rubbing myself with the fingers of my right hand, while kneading my own tits with my left. Didn't take long for me to get my orgasm, as I cried out softly in orgasmic bliss. My eyes felt like slits, as I looked down at him, while I gasped for breath. Yeah, it was intense, giving a show for him was more erotic than I could ever have imagined. I croaked out, "Go ahead, touch my sex, Lance." He raised his arm up, and I could tell he was nervous. I reached down and grabbed his wrist, turning his hand so the palm was sup, and pulled it between my legs, and pressed it against my pubic mound, asking "Feels warm, huh?"

He croaked out, "And wet."

I giggled, as I slid his hand back and forth against my crotch, saying "Yeah, a good cum will do that to a girl. A good mans' tongue will do it as well." I saw his face jerk up, and I smiled, blew him a kiss, and said "But not yet." I glanced down to see a large wet spot under the lower end of his shirt. I smirked, as I put my foot back down on the floor and pulled on his hand to get him to stand up, saying "Come on, it looks like I created a mess." He willingly let me lead him into my bedroom and to my bedroom�s master bathroom, where I turned and said "Go ahead and get those clothes off."

He did this quickly, and I was smiling, enjoying as my present unwrapped itself. I reached to the sink and grabbed a washcloth and turned on the hot water and soaked it good, then I moved to the toilet and sat down, and said "Come here and stand in front of me." He did as he was told, mighty willingly, I might add, as I took the warm wet washcloth and wiped the spunk off his belly. I then wiped down his body, from his belly button to his knees, without touching his large pecker. And yes, it is quite large. It looked to be almost as long as my forearm, and darn near as thick as well. And was it ever sticking straight out! I had to be careful as I cleaned him up, no need to poke myself in the eye with that thing. Finally I went to work on his balls and cock, softly and slowly caressing his equipment with it.

He was having a hard time from blasting his spunk, and I was teasing him unmercifully. And all during this, he kept his hands to his side. I looked up at him, asking "You ready to blow?" He nodded his head yes, and I grabbed his meat with both hands, saying "Let me suck you off, but stand still."

With that, I pulled the head of his massive fuck stick between my lips and hummed on it softly as I gently stroked and jerked his meat. Sure didn't take long for him to stiffen up, as I felt his meat throb on my tongue and the first blast damn near felt like it was going to exit through the back of my throat and out the base of my skull. I rapidly swallowed it all, nursing on it as he grunted and groaned. I bathed the head of his cock with my tongue, cleaning up all the residue, before popping his dick out of my mouth and standing up. I held onto his cock, and walked towards the bedroom, without saying a word. Once at the bed, I climbed on onto it on my knees and walked on my knees to the head of the bed where I turned around and sat my naked ass down, leaning my back up against the head board, all the while with my hand holding his cock firmly. I asked "You right handed?"

He said "Yeah."

I pulled my left leg up and put my left foot away off to my side. I then said "Get down there and take a good look at my cunt.", as I released his shiny black cock from my hand. He did, and I lifted my leg up and put it off to his side as he laid on his right side, his darling black face a foot or so from my hot box. "Wet your fingers and push my cunt lips apart." I watched, smiling as he did. He gently pushed his fingers up along my slit, and spread the lips wide, allowing him to peak at my pink flesh. "Find my clit." He smiled, as I felt his forefinger graze it, causing me to moan, "Yeah baby, that's it." I sighed, letting my head fall back against the wall, as I gave the instructions, "Rub it gently and slowly at first, let my body reaction show how the pace. And wet a finger from your other hand and put it inside of me."

"Only one?, he asked.

I giggled, "For now, yes."

I sighed, as he began to run his finger around my clit, as he gently wiggled his finger inside my steaming cunt. It wasn't long before I was slightly bucking my hips, keeping in time with what he was doing to my clit, as he now was petting it softly. Yeah, I was enjoying this immensely, and I was getting closer. My hips were bucking a bit more wildly, and he responded by rubbing my clit a bit harder and faster, while he was jamming his finger in and out of my snatch.

The kid was working me up to a good hard cum, and god was it feeling great! When it hit, I arched my neck and screamed like bloody murder, as my cunt clutched his finger and squeezed them tightly.

I was short of breath, as I reached out and grabbed his hard cock and looked down at his sweet brown face, seeing hoarsely, "Come on up here, along side of me." He did so, as his finger left my cunt, making me to involuntarily whimper. I reached out and grabbed his meat, softly caressing as I turned my face and we kissed. I saw him glance down at my chest, and I giggled, asking "You like my tits?" He nodded briskly, and I told him, "Go ahead and play with them, get to know them a bit better. A lady likes the attention given to them."

He was on my right, as he reached across my body and fondled my left tit. I smiled, moaning softly, tilting my head back, as he began to explore my upper body with hands and mouth. His hard cock was throbbing in my hand, as I kept on shafting it, and I was feeling a fire building in my loins once more. He was gently nursing on my right teat, his right hand dropping to my crotch. Yes, he's learning quickly, I thought, as I leaned my face down and laid a kiss on the back of his head. He eased two fingers into my gooey snatch, and his thumb was on my clit, and soon he was strumming away, as I sat there, eyes closed and enjoying this lesson immensely.

Damn, another hard, gut wrenching cum is almost here....I'm screaming loudly, my wet cunt making obscene squishy noises as his fingers jammed in and out of my cunt. I felt his cock throb, and I was just coherent enough to push him away and dive down to his wood, taking the head into my mouth as he grunted and blasted his sweet spunk into my eager mouth. My throat bulged out as I swallowed it all, nursing on his meat once again, until I was satisfied that it was done spurting for the moment. I sat back up, and he wrapped his arms about my body, and I patted his arm, saying "Nice job, Lance."

He nuzzled his face into my neck, making me giggle. My hand was still holding onto his cock, which was still quite amazingly hard. I knew what he was wanting, he was wanting to stick it in me, but I was rather tired. Of course, I do have an idea. I said "Come on, get up."

He did so, but I could tell he was a little put out, as he asked "Am I doing okay>?"

I laughed as I stood there, lifted the covers and got under them, motioning for him to join me, and saying "Honey, you're doing great. But three hard cums and I'm whipped."

He chuckled, and crawled in next to me, and I rolled onto my side, with him coming up next to me on his side as well. I lifted my leg up and reached back between them with my right hand, found his cock and pulled it to my hole. I groaned as he pushed forward, feeling his cock fill me up. I lowered my leg down, reached around over my side and pulled his arm over me, placing his hand on my tits, and said as I snuggled my body back against him, "There, you're in me. Now let's go to sleep."

He laughed, kissed my neck and cheek, and said "Sure." as I felt his cock throb inside of me. Sleep came easily, as I laid in his muscular arms.

The radio came on at six-ten in the morning. I smiled, as he grumbled somewhat. So, not a morning person, I can change that. Sometime during the night, his cock slipped from my fuckhole, so I reached down and found his hard wood, and pulled him to me, lifting my leg and allowing him to enter me. He started to thrust, but I said "No!" firmly as I reached Doan and pressed against his thigh. His hand was on my tits, and I grabbed it and pulled it to my cunt, saying "Please me first, then you can fuck me as hard and fast as you want."

Oh yes, the little man is learning, for he remembered the previous nights lessons perfectly. He had me strummed to a good gut wrenching cum in no time, as I cried out with immense satisfaction. My body was still convulsing, as I felt him start to slowly pump my pussy with that wonderful cock of his. Yeah, this will be his first time to get off in my cunt, might as well allow him to enjoy it. I gave out "Get on your knees and straddle my left leg, honey, and have at it."

He moved quickly, not even bothering to pull his cock out of my cunt. I pulled my right knee forward, as I laid on my side, reaching down to rub my clit with my left hand, while rubbing my own tits with my right. He seemed quite happy as he drilled my tight hole, and I was all smiles, as I had my cum, just waiting on him. That's when I decided to hurry him along, as I started flexing my tummy, causing my cunt to yank hard on his cock. He suddenly exclaimed "Fucking shit...shit...damn...ugh..." as his cock dropped it's seed deep inside my womb.

He was about out of breath, as he fell on top of my side, and I turned my face and kissed his lips, asking "You liked that?"

"Fuck...gasp....fuck yeah...." was his tired response.

I laughed, saying "Good, now pull out, I need to take a shower before breakfast and maybe some more fun later, okay?"

He rolled off, his cock yanking out of my cunt. As I lifted my leg, I looked down to see a river of his baby batter flowing out of my cunt, making me grin. Standing, it started to roll down the inside of my thighs, as I headed quickly to the bathroom. I didn't bother closing the shower as I turned on the water and let it get warm. Climbed in and squeezed my tummy as I stood there under the water, watching as globs of his spunk drop out of me. I smiled, as I relaxed under the warm stream of water, then bathed myself, getting my skin, and twat, good and clean. Once done, I stepped out and grabbed a towel, drying myself off, then came back into the bedroom, finding Lance laying there, body uncovered and stretched out with his hands behind his head, his thick long cock pointing to the ceiling. I smirked, came to the side of the bed and leaned over, giving him a kiss. Our mouths opened, and he reached up and fondled my hanging tits, as I grabbed his meat and gave it a good tug. I broke the kiss, saying "Get showered."

"Why?", he asked.

I laughed, "Because you've two yards to cut, and if you don't get it done, your father may cut something else off." I glanced his way, as I had just pulled on a bathrobe, not bothering with anything else, adding "And I sure the fuck don't want that to happen after all I've taught you so far, okay?"

HE laughed, and rolled off the bed and went on into the bathroom, as I tied my robe shut and went to the kitchen, pulling some bacon out and began cooking. As I got it done, I heard him turn the shower off, and a bit later, he was sitting at the table, waiting for the bacon and his eggs that I was cooking. Once he was fed, and I was eating my breakfast, he stood and took his plates to the sink, rinsed them off and put them in the dishwasher. I smirked, amazing what sex will make a guy do, no matter the age. He then came behind me and put his hands first on my shoulders, then slid them down the front of my robe, grabbing my boobs and kneading them gently. I put my fork down, grabbed his hands in mine and stopped his actions, leaned my head back and offered my lips to him. He kissed me, and I said "Go mow."

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yes!" I firmly replied, "You'll have plenty of time to learn more the rest of this weekend. Your parents are not getting home until late Monday night."

He laughed, gave my white skin another loving kiss and away he went. I got up and picked up my kindle and went into the living room and sat down, seeing the clock read nine-thirty this fine Saturday morning. It took him until almost noon to get the two yards mowed, and then the edging along the drives and sidewalks. And when he came in through the front door, he was wearing a big grin on his face, as he came up and stood in front of me. I smiled as I put my kindle down on the coffee table, asking "You done?" He smiled, nodding his head yes. I sat up, putting my hands on the top of his shorts, while looking at him and asking "I suppose a blowjob would be appreciated, huh?"

"Wouldn�t hurt." was his smart ass reply. I smirked, as his dark brown dick flopped out, and I grabbed it, and began to nibble along the side of it, while my right hand went to his heavy nut sack, gently cupping them as I cleaned his meat of the sweat he accumulated from doing his chores. I then wrapped my lips about his cock head, and shafted and twisted my left hand on his cock, jerking his meat into my mouth. He reached down, and grabbed my tits, kneading them as he pulled on my nipples, making my pussy tell me that it was enjoying the attention. Ten minutes of sucking and he grunted, his body going stiff as he filled my mouth with my spunk. I pulled his cock from my mouth, about ready to have him learn another lesson, when I heard his cell phone ring in his pocket. I jerked my head up, a bit surprised,, and I said "Go ahead and answer it." as I let go of his sagging dick and leaned back on the couch, not bothering to close my robe shut.

He reached inside his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, and answered the call, saying "Hello?...Yeah, I'm staying next door to my house, my parents orders....um, well, she's some old lady, friend of the family...", my eyes bugged out, as I glared at him, causing him to cringe, as he then asked "What?...um, well, not sure if I can, can I call you back? I think my old man gave her a list of things for me to do and all...yeah, in a few minutes...". HE shut off the phone and in a pleading voice said "Look, I...".

I was on my feet in front of him, a bit miffed as I put a finger to his lips to silence him, as I repeated his words "An old lady?", causing him to get a rather pained look in his face, causing me to roll my eyes, "Look, probably best you said it anyway, okay? We don't, and especially I don't, need anyone else to know I'm getting my old lady ass banged by a sixteen year-old, understand me?"

He lowered his chin, and mumbled "Yes Miss Rachel."

I then asked "Who was that and what do they want you to do?"

"It was Deshawn, He wanted to know if I wanted to go over to his place and play some hoops." he said.

I crossed my arms underneath my breasts, and he smiled as he glanced at them, his hands lifting up to cup them. I sighed, that does feel mighty find, yes, the boy is quickly learning to be a man, I thought, as I casually grabbed his wrists and brought them down to his side. He got a dejected look on his face, but I pulled that sad face down and laid a long kiss on his lips, then said "Go play hoops, you've this evening to learn how to eat pussy and ride my old white ass."

He laughed as he gave me a hug and kissed me back, and as he walked away, I declared, "And if a word gets out that you're doing me, I'll personally cut your balls off!"

He laughed, "No problem, who'd believe me anyway."

I wasn't feeling too reassured. So, with that, I laid about the house, doing laundry, cleaning things up and the usual things the lady of the house does. Although I would not believe walking around wearing just a bathrobe all damn day in anticipation of teaching a sixteen year old more fine points on pleasing a lady to be usual. At almost five he made it home, and he looked a biota nervous, and immediately, I saw it, as I asked "What's the problem?"

He fidgeted, saying "Some of the guys want me to come over to a party."

I smirked, and hugged him, saying "Best if you go, no need in raising suspicion."

"You won't mind?" he asked.

"Not at all, my pussy will be here for you when you get in. But I want you here by ten, understand?" I firmly stated.

"No problem, Miss Rachel." was his reply.

"Oh, and Lance, if you get lucky, you won�t break my heart, okay? This is a learning experience for you." I stated.

He froze, as I went into the kitchen to make dinner, as he asked "You won't mind?" in a bit dejected tone of voice. I pulled out some meat from the freezer, and turned to say "Lance honey, you're sixteen. Although I'm thoroughly enjoying this time with you, I'm in my thirties. I'm realistic to know that you'll find some girl closer to your age to enjoy. Okay?" I went to defrosting the meat, and getting some veggies out of the fridge, as he went on into the living room. I had everything cooking on the stove in not time, and since I had time to kill, and a horny pussy, I hollered out "Lance, come here please!" in a pleasant voice. He came into the kitchen as I pulled my robe off and tossed it onto the floor, saying "We've time for you to try eating me, come on over." He was smiling broadly as I leaned onto my right elbow, lifting my left leg up and placing my left foot on the counter as well. He crouched down, his finger pushing my pussy lips apart, and I sighed happily as he flicked his tongue over my hooded man, with me saying "Mmmm. yeah Lance, that's it, baby.....oh yeah, run a finger around my fuck hole, yeah, gently now, that's fine..." he slipped his middle digit up to the second knuckle, as he was now racing his tongue around and over my clit, as my ass squirmed on the edge of the countertop. My left hand went to the back of his head, caressing his wiry hair, as I said "Rub the top side of my cunt...a bit softer...yes...oh god....", I dropped my chin, my eyes closing as I clenched my teeth. Then, I had the biggest and most powerful orgasm in the past twenty-four hours, which I really did not think was possible, as I heard my scream of passion fill my ears.

I was panting heavily, my chest rising and falling, and I could hear my own heartbeat. Damn this boy is learning fast. He stood all the way up, asking "Can I do it?"

I smiled, "Yes, but make it quick, we don't want to burn dinner."

He pulled his finger from my cunt, and pushed his pants down past his hips, with me sitting up and moving my ass off the counter. After flipping the meat in the pan, I moved to the kitchen island and laid down on it, lifting my legs up into the air and giving him free access to my sex. He entered me, and we smiled at each other, as I said "Okay, for a quickie, if a girl allows it, go ahead and bang me good and dump your seed."

He started pumping me with that big cock of his, and I could feel it banging away at my cervix, as he asked "It's okay?"

I laughed, as I reached down past my ass and put my hands on his hips, pulling him into me deeper, as I said "Yeah, you've already made me cum, so go at it."

And with that he did, maybe lasting ten minutes, which was good, as I knew I had to finish getting dinner ready. He came, filling me good with his spunk, and I quickly pushed him out of me and rushed to the stove. Just in time, as I flipped the meat again, cheerfully saying "Dinner is ready."

He replied "Good, I'm famished."

I smiled, saying as I got plates out, "Once you're done eating, go take a shower. Don't need you smelling like you've been banging an old lady when you get to this party."

He looked at me, seeing me smile, and he laughed.

After dinner, he went and showered, and away he went. I did get his cell phone number before he left, which was right after as he gave my boobs a good mauling, which I did with an amused smile on my face. I locked the place up and took a relaxing shower, and climbed into bed and read, waiting for my stud to get home. He knows the code for the garage door, and I smiled when I heard it open. Glancing at the clock, it read ten-twelve. I laid the kindle on the nightstand, the covers over my nude body, as I waited for him to come down the all. He entered my bedroom, a smile on his face, as I mockingly exclaimed "You're late."

He froze in his tracks, as he protested, "I'm only fifteen minutes late!"

I smiled, flipping back the covers, allowing my white flesh to be in view of his lustful gaze. I spread my legs wide, and stretched my arms out, saying "Come , you're a bit over dressed, Lance." He chuckled, as he was grinning, checking my body over as he stripped down to being as naked as I, his massive dong and heavy balls hanging down between his muscular legs. He crawled onto the bed on his hands and knees, and when he got to my body, he lowered his face to mine and I put my hands on his head and we kissed. His right hand fell to my sex, and I moaned into his mouth as he gently rubbed my clit, making my hips softly rock.

He broke the kiss, and moved his mouth down to my breasts, nibbling on my right nipple , then the left, as he eased a pair of fingers into my twat.

"Oh god, Lance!" I croaked out, as he feasted on my nipple. I sighed as I said "Come, her on top, lick my pussy as I devour your sweet cock." I moved my body, as he moved over me, his head over my crotch, as his dangling meat hung down. I smiled as I grabbed his tool with both hands and pulled it between my lips. I moaned happily as I felt his tongue slid down my slit, his strong black hands pulling the cheeks of my ass apart, and I was delighted when he stuck his tongue into my hot hole, then down to my little brown hole, which he reamed for a few seconds, the sensation making me melt. I pulled his massive dick from my mouth, saying "Yeah, you're doing great, Lance. Lick my little brown hole...then...oh my...then press your pinky into it,...um,...yeah, like that...push a few fingers up inside my cunt...uh, huh...like that...now use your tongue and lips on my clit...oh bloody hell!" I exclaimed, as he was following my directions to a 't'.

I felt him take my clit between his lips, and as he ran the tip of his tongue over it, my body jerked, and I groaned out, "Oh honey...a bit softer...ohhhhhhhh shiiiiiiitttt..." I had my first cum.....and a second...third....my mind and body was being torn apart as he nursed on my super sensitive clit. I was in a daze, my whole body quivering, as I pat his bare black ass, saying "Oh god...enough...no...fuck me...now, DAMN IT!"

He quickly moved around, and was soon on top of me, his meat slamming into my cunt and causing my lungs to blow out what little air I had in there. He had himself pushed up on his hands, as he lowered his face to mine and we were soon twisting our tongues together as he slowly pulled out, then slowly back in. Breaking the kiss, I was panting, trying in vain t catch my breath, as I said "Damn...I...I've never...came so hard so fast...so often...ever...". He started to pick up the tempo, and I grabbed his hips, saying "No....slowly..." he took the hint as he buried his face between my titties, causing me to giggle, and when his lips latched onto a teat, I happily moaned out "Oh fuck...yeah..."

He had his eyes closed, and I knew he was wanting to rut away, I could feel his impenitentness, but I controlled him, as I softly spoke, "Yes, slow and easy, Lance...this is good at first, even after you got me off orally, a lady likes it slow to begin with, gets our tight cunts adapted to a good hard fuck later, okay."

HE stammered out "Yeah, sure Miss Rachel."

"And you're picking things up quickly on what to do, giving me kissers, caressing my body with your hands, suckling on my nipples, all good things to remember to do the next time you get between the thighs of some young thing."

He laughed, saying "I hope to try it out on someone eventually." His eyes got big, as he said "I mean...I...um.."

I giggled, putting my finger to his lips, "No, I understand. I'm to be your teacher, and occasional friend with benefits, understand?" He nodded in the affirmative, as I went on to speak, "Yes, you're learning real well.", as I started to roll my hips, meeting his thrusts with my own movement, He slightly picked up the pace, and I giggled, and he looked down at me, "Yeah, you are starting to respond nicely to my desires, Lance."

I then brought my legs up, and said "Put your hands on the back of my thighs, and press down." He did, and I said "Go a bit faster, but on the downward stroke, lower your ass as you do it, make sure the bottom of your cock slides against the bottom of my cunt." It took him a few strokes, and I groaned, saying "Yeah, perfect...your cock...oh...your cock, it's found the spot....". I was almost there, a vaginal orgasm, a rare thing for me, but with proper learning, even an immature sixteen year old black kid can accomplish it. I was sensing it now, his tempo picking up, the sound of his chocolate dick pumping me was loud, sort of a squishy, sloshy sound, he was not only going faster, he was driving it in harder, my cunt was on fire, and I could tell he was about there as well. And then, it hit.

He lowered his face to mine and our mouths opened as I wailed, he grunting as my sex loving cunt grasped his cock, it and my whole body shuddering, as I felt him blast his wad deep inside of me, his whole body going stiff as well. He was spent, for now, as I felt him collapse on top of me as we kissed at a much slower, intimate pace. His mouth moved from mine and down along the right side of my face, leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses, and I did the same. A command performance, if I do say so myself, as I moaned out, "Damn Lance, that was....that was unbelievable."

With a short breath, he asked "Really?"

I giggled, pushing him off of me, so I could breath better, he rolling onto my left side, as his left hand went straight for my tits. I didn't mind this one bit, for I was sure my boobs were a good inspiration for the young black male. And, truth be told, I was quite satisfied now, as he had gotten me off with fingers, tongue and cock. He now could have free reign of my body for the rest of the night. He just doesn't know it yet.

I rolled onto my side, reaching down and grabbed his wonderful cock, stroking it as he plated with my tits. I propped myself up on my left elbow, and smiled at him. He moved towards me and we kissed, his hand moving down across my belly and to my white pussy. I smiled, saying "You've done a superior job in satisfying me this evening, Lance."

He grinned broadly, saying "Thanks."

I looked over at the clock, saying "It's now eleven-ten. Since you did such a wonderful job of taking care of my needs, you can fill my cunt as much as you want until, oh, let's say three in the morning."

He kissed her lovingly, saying "Thanks." as he rolled back on top of me, his dick making a bee line straight for my hot white pussy. For the next three hours he banged me. And I loved every minute of it. His pecker discharged four loads deep inside of my cunt, and one in my mouth, before finally exhaustion took us both.

It was late morning before either one of us stirred. I grumbled as I looked at the clock and saw it read eleven-twenty. Dragging my tired oversexed ass out of bed, I made my way to the kitchen, and started some coffee. A bit late for breakfast, but I began making some anyway. As I was standing there, totally nude in front of the kitchen counter, Lance staggers in, asking "What you making?"

I replied "Omelets." He came over and wrapped his strong black arms around me, making me giggle like a little school girl as he nibbled my neck as I said "Have a cup of coffee and a seat at the table. We'll eat then shower."

He released his hug, stepping back as he ran his hands down my side, asking "Then what?"

I turned my head to look over my shoulder, saying "Then we'll see how many times you can pump me full of spunk today."

He chuckled, as he sat down bare ass naked in the chair, stroking his long hard cock. I just smirked, as I went back to cooking the morning meal. Once done eating, we put the dish's in the dishwasher, and I turned and we embraced, his rapidly expanding cock pressed into my bare belly. I then stepped away, taking him by the hand and pulled him towards the bathroom. The hot water felt refreshing as we bathed each other, cleaning up last nights grime, all in preparation for another day of mating like rabbits. I thought about having him taking me right there in the shower, and he looked to be up to the task, but decided against it, as I'm sure the opportunity for that will come again soon enough.

Exiting the bathroom, he asked "Where too?"

I snorted, "How about the backyard?"

Laughing he replied "All right!" as we headed for the patio. Once outside, I sat on he edge of the picnic table and began to suck his dick. He playfully grabbed my tits, rubbing and squeezing them the entire twenty minutes until he blasted his heavy load into my mouth. I then leaned back and bent my knees, pulling them to my chest, saying "Dessert is ready."

He laughed as he placed his hands on the back of my thighs and pressed down while lowering his face to my kitty. I moaned as I closed my eyes, being heated by the sun and my lovers tongue. One hell of a combination, as I squeezed my melons, enjoying the tongue lashing he was giving. My first cum came quickly, as he had three fingers buried deep inside my hot box. It was one of those multiple ones, making me wanting his cock inside of me even more!

Raising his head, I looked down at his face, as he asked "How was that?"

I giggled, blew him a kiss, and replied "Wonderful." I offered my hand to him, and he stood up and took it, as I pulled myself to him and to my feet, saying "Now, I want to ride it.", as my other hand went straight for his hanging hard meat. I pulled him to the grass, and said "Lay down." which he did so willingly. I then stepped over him, straddling his hips, and lowered down in a squat, and as he held his cock up, I lowered my cunt down upon it, with me still on my feet. I sank almost down all the way, before I leaned forward and put my hands on his shoulders and began to ride him." HE started to pump me, and I froze, as I said to him "No! Let me ride it, you just enjoy the view, or play with my tits if you like."

He chuckled, deciding on doing the latter, as I moved effortlessly up and down on his shaft in the afternoon sun. I felt the burn in my cunt, it felt so good, as the walls of my pussy felt every vein of his cock as I banged away. After ten minutes, my breathing was becoming labored, and sweat was dripping from my face, my cunt making obscene sounds as I kept going. He looked to be about there, as I was squeezing my tummy muscles tightly, making my baby chute grasp his cock like a third hand. It didn't take long for this to cause the reaction I was wanting, as his cock erupted, sending me to the pleasure zone once more as he grunted and groaned. I was totally spent for the moment, as I laid down on top of him, his pulsing cock deep inside of me, as I stretched out my body. His hands moved to my round ass, as he rubbed and patted my cheeks sensuously.

I thought we'd just rest for a spell, but he had other ideas, as I squealed as he suddenly rolled us over, and began pumping me with his rod. I giggled, putting my hands behind my head and let him go at it. He drilled me for a god awful long time, as I just laid there, and by now not caring that at the moment he was using me for his own pleasure. No, I was not aroused, far from it, as I looked up at the clouds in the blue sky, enjoying the warm sun on my face and whatever skin was not covered by his hulking black body. Eventually, he filled me to the brim once again, and as he pulled out, I sat up, stuck my fingers inside my cunt and pulled them out, seeing them covered with globs of his cum. I asked no one in particular "Doesn�t he ever run out of cum?"

He laughed, as he stood and offered his hand to help me to my feet. "Let's go back in the shade, and do it on the lounge chair, I'm sure it'd be more comfortable."

I smiled, the stud is really catching on, as I walked onto the patio and into the shade, and laid down on the lounger, as I asked "So, what have you found to be the most enjoyable thing since I allowed you between my thighs, Lance?"

He grinned, as he sat on the very end of the lounger, and pushed my legs apart, as he stated "It's great getting a woman off."

I smiled, saying "Good answer, Lance. And why is that?"

He grinned, as he lowered his face to my freshly fucked twat, and paused long enough to say "Because I'll get more sex that way!"

I chuckled, as I leaned back, watching his kinky haired head bob and weave as I felt his tongue attack my clit. He did me good, bringing me off a good six times, including twice where I thought I was never going to stop cumming. I was sure the police were going to be called, if I screamed any louder, which was a major concern about doing it in the great outdoors. Finally, after the sixth time in about forty minutes, he lifted my legs up and straddled the lounger, and eased his cock into my more than willing cunt. I moaned, as my cunt was telling me every bulging vein and wrinkle his prize ebony shaft possessed.

"Damn Lance, when you find you a woman your age, you're going to make her extremely happy." I stated, as he pulled slowly out, and just as slowly back in, making my body shudder with delight.

"I owe it to you, Miss Rachel." He replied, before adding "You won't mind if I come over from time to time for a refresher course, will you?"

I giggled, my breasts jiggling as I did, as I wrapped my legs about his waist, saying "As long as you're not committed to anyone, my legs will always be open to you, Lance." I sighed, leaning my head back, as I added "Consider me a port in a storm."

He snorted, "Sure hope there are lots of storms, then."

I smiled, closed my eyes and allowed him to take me at whatever pace he desired, as I relaxed, enjoying it as I heard the birds sing. He kept at it for the rest of the afternoon, dropping a nut four times as I allowed him to move me into whatever position he desired to drill my receptive pussy. No, I didn't cum again during all of this....hell, I was worn out from those six orally induced orgasms he gave me before he even started, so I was a whipped little girl, as he continued to stroke his meat in and out of my baby chute.

At about six, he went inside to order a pizza, as he got dressed to wait for it, as I laid in the shade. I sighed, my pussy felt like raw hamburger, but the hurt was in a good sort of way, as I dipped my fingers into my gaping hole, and scooped up our combined cream, then brought it to my mouth where I licked them clean. When the pizza came, he brought it out to me, where he undressed and I sat on his lap, his cock up in me once more as we ate the pizza and drank our cola's, with the occasional kiss in between.

After dinner, we went inside and into the bathroom, where we made love under the warm water, before we cleaned up and he carried me to bed as I was stuck on his cock. The whole evening, we rested under a sheet, our bodies entwined as we kissed and caressed each others skin, not saying much of anything, really. I was one happy lady, tired, oh yeah, most definitely tired, before about ten I disengaged his pecker momentarily from my sore cunt and rolled onto my belly, taking a few pillows and putting them underneath me, and turned and smiled at him.

He just grinned, as he climbed back on board, and I moaned, a happy moan as I felt all nine thick inches of his rock hard pecker slip back inside of me. He slipped his left hand underneath my flat tummy, not doing any pumping motion until he had his fingers on my clit, making me smile and sigh, rather content I was, as he tickled my little hooded man as he slowly banged away. It was great, as I rocked my hips slowly while he didled me and casually banged my body. It wasn't my hardest cum this weekend, and most definitely not my loudest, as I whimpered while my body felt the euphoria an orgasm can give a lady.

He pulled his fingers from my clit and put his hands on my waist, sliding them up farther and underneath, grabbing my breasts. I moaned a happy moan, as I stretched my arms out in front of me, then pushed my body up, bringing my knees forward I was standing on my knees, his dick still inside of me as he kissed my neck and shoulders, while his large black hands held my boobs. I covered his hands with mine, turned my head to the right and leaned my head back, offering my mouth to his. I sucked in a deep breath as his lips met mine, our tongues dancing with one another as his arms gave my torso a warm, delightful hug.

I then broke the kiss, and sighed. He whispered in my ear, "You're beautiful."

I giggled, saying "You're just saying that so I'll let you make love to me all night long."

"Can I?" he asked.

I didn't hesitate, "Yes."

And with that he did, as he lifted me up, making my tired older body groan, and then spun around. He adjusted some pillows behind him, then moved back against them, them being between him and the headboard. He somehow managed getting us covered with the sheet and comforter, then he kissed me on the neck again, as his right hand went to work on my kitty once more, making me purr happily. I could feel his pecker throb, and I groaned, as I said "Ok Lance, go ahead and pump up into me."

"You want me to help you get off?" he asked.

I giggled, closing my eyes as I leaned my head back onto his right shoulder, saying "Honey, I'm all cummed out for the night, okay?"

He chuckled as he nibbled at my ear, as he began to drive his black shaft up inside my worn pussy, while he massaged my full breasts. Yeah, it felt good, but god was I tired! He pumped me for a good thirty minutes, before he grunted as I felt his cock erupt, spraying my womb with it's life starting cream.

Morning came, and I woke to find myself in his arms, his hard morning wood sticking me in the backside. I moved slightly away and rolled over, then sat up, leaned over and began to suck the kid off. He moaned about thirty seconds in, and I felt his hand move to my right breast, gently cupping it at first, then playfully caressing it before grabbing my hard nipple and lightly twisting it. I felt the vein that runs up along the underside of his dick start to throb, and soon I was greeted with a spurting cock, my mouth getting filled to capacity, with me swirling it around my tongue before swallowing it. His balls empty, I moved over him and got on top, guiding his meat to my pussy, as I let out a sigh as I sank down on it, as Lance said "Damn Miss Rachel, you're insatiable!"

I laughed, as I rose my body up, stretching my arms up above my head, "Just making sure I can keep up with you, Lance." His black hands came up and covered my breasts, and as he pawed them, I lowered my arms and covered his hands with mine, looking down and smiling at him, and he smiling back. I asked "Hungry?" HE nodded his head yes. I snickered, and sighed, "Yeah, best to keep ourselves well fed, huh?"

I didn't bother for a response, as I dismounted and made my way to the kitchen, where I made us some scrambled eggs and toast. I could tell that fifty-four hours of sex was starting to take it's toll even on him, as he was dragging somewhat, so after breakfast, we showered together and crawled back under the covers, with him slipping his cock inside of me, and neither one of us barely moving, just enough to keep him hard and my pussy wet. And except for a pair of potty breaks, some lunch and some dinner, we were like that until about six, when I made him get a shower and dressed and sent home on home to wait for the return of his parents.

Well, for the next three weeks, Lance came over and scratched my itch about twice per week. making the grade each time, and, improving as well. And a good thing too, for the third weekend in June he met a girl, romanced her and within a week, was bedding her on a regular basis. Cathy and I didn't talk to each other much during that spell, until I was over for a Fourth-of July party, and it was winding down, after all the fireworks had been shot off, and Lance and his girlfriend Leesa walked off into the dark night, as Cathy said "You did a fantastic job of showing him how to handle a lady, Rachel."

I smiled, leaned back in my chair, and said "Yes, too good, actually."

Ray snorted, asking "Why's that? Miss the attention he was giving you?"

I sighed, "A little,." I then patted my tummy, saying "But, he did give me something to remember him by."

Cathy's face went blank, and she croaked out "Oh my."

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