Chapter 11
Bobby crawled up over her body. It was hen that he realized what he had first seen in her; she was like his Aunt Marie. Her body was bigger, fuller, and much softer than Ella's or Bonnie's.
Suddenly Bobby knew that he was going to love fucking this woman.
His head lowered to hers. Their lips met. Her tongue entered his mouth and hotly sought his. Her pillowy tits brushed against his chest and then crushed against him. Their bellies met, and his hard cock slid between her thighs, the upper ridge of his cockhead tangled in her thick cunt hair.
His bristling legs were against her smooth ones and, before long, as their excitement increased, their feet and toes curled and twisted together.
"Oh, Bobby!" she wailed "I can't believe this is happening. I've wanted a young boy's cock in me for so long!"
he couldn't get enough of her. Her flesh was so creamy and moist, and everything and every part of her was warmly responsive. It wasn't long before he too was hot and had to pull away. Lovingly he fondled her pussy-lips.
"Mmmmm ... you smell good ... and you feel good ..." He kissed her. "And you taste good too."
He rolled away from her body and they lay side by side, straining to keep their thighs as close together as possible. They kissed, long and hard, their tongues wildly flailing at each other.
"I want to fuck you," Bobby groaned.
"Then take me, Bobby," she cooed. "Any way and anywhere you want me .. take me now!"
Again she rolled over onto her back as he rose above her. She spread her legs eagerly, and he climbed in between her thighs. She strained to meet him, reaching for his cock and guiding it into her syrupy cunt.
"You've fucked before, haven't you, Bobby?"
"Yeah ... lots."
"I can tell. You love it, don't you?"
"Yes ... yes!"
"Hurry!" she urged.
He could feel the thick lips of her pussy reaching out for his cockhead. He took a deep breath as he sank his feverish prick into her steaming cunt-hole. Down, down, and in, it slid into her velvet smoothness. Her love juices boiled and oozed around his cock, filling his mind and body with ecstasy.
"Oh, it's good, Bobby honey, it's so fucking good."
And it was good ... for both of them. It was rapid, it was rushed, but it was good. Bobby doubled over and buried his face in her spongy tits, nuzzling them until he found a rigid nipple. He sucked it with glee and passion.
Kay had never felt so completely possessed. She wrapped her legs around his middle and eagerly squeezed him in. he kneaded her sweet ass with his hands. The more he gave her, the more she needed.
"Harder! Harder!"
His long, powerful stroked became shorter as they quickened, and the pace became more rapid. Kay's mouth was dry as she strained for air and her heart pounded furiously.
They strained; they pushed; they ground hotly against each other as they edged closer to climax.
She locked her arms and her legs around him, hugging him to her for all she was worth.
"Fuck me, Bobby!" she begged. "Oh, God, it's so good!"
his cock stabbed into her; again and again and he reveled in her eager response.
"How!" he demanded. "Tell me how!"
"Mmmmm, big! So nice and big!" she purred.
"Oh, Bobby, you hit places I've needed touched for so long. You're even hitting places that are brand new!"
She shivered deliciously.
She squeezed him with her thighs and he fucked into her again and again. The long, deliberate strokes quickened. Faster and faster they worked.
"Now, Bobby! She whispered. "Do it to me now!"
He was jabbing her ... grinding his cock into her cunt and then working it around and around with a frenzy of movements as he tried to feel all of her pussy. He sucked in the turgid nipple of her breast.
"Run it clear through me!" she cried. "Oh, my God!"
her body strained against him, tautly rigid, and then he felt her vaginal muscles explode. They churned and throbbed and milked his searing cock-flesh until they pulled the cream of life from his aching balls.
The thunder of his voice and the shudder of his body merged into one seizure of passion so intense that it thrilled Kay to the very core. She held him, savoring his excitement and thrilling to the magnitude of his release.
"Oh, Bobby! Oh, Bobby! Hold me tight!"
"I can come again ... I can come again!" he cried. "Keep fucking ... keep fucking me!"
Her heels dug into his ass, and she slammed her cunt against him, but it wasn't enough. Dropping down, she dug her feet into the carpet and rammed upward with such force that she lifted them both. Grinding, rolling, rocking hotly up against him, she abandoned herself to the ultimate ecstasy. Completely and totally, she let herself go.
"Do it, Bobby! DO IT!"
for a long time they soared together along the edge of their crest. Then Bobby felt his balls knot and his cum burst free.
She greeted the first, hot surge of his cum in her cunt with an ecstatic wail.
"Oh shit ... oh fuck!" she screamed as her orgasm burst in gushing waves of juice from her cunt.
Warm, voluptuous release flooded through their bodies and sapped them of their energy.
They lay there on the floor until the dawn shone bright and clear through the drapes.
Kay awoke happy. She became deliriously excited when she found Bobby beside her. Immediately she began showering him with her love.
"Wake up, my beautiful boy," she said, her fingers running over his shoulder, down his arm and over his hip to his limp cock.
He awoke with a smile on his face and he felt her hands fondling his cock. It started to rise at once. His eyes roamed over the swollen tips of her huge tits. He loved the way they swung and bounced against each other. It made his cock tingle with excitement, and once again he was reminded of his Aunt Marie.
Her breasts swung wildly, and suddenly they were encasing his prick. His hips shot up off the floor at the contact with her hot flesh. Her arms went around his body and cupped his ass-cheeks as his cock pistoned back and forth between her warm breasts.
"Tit-fucking," he said, matter-of-factly, as he watched the head of his cock disappear and reappear between the giant mounds of white flesh.
Her body twisted and wriggled all over him in a frenzy of passion.
"Can I fuck your pussy now?"
"Can you come twice?" she asked. "Can you stay hard and come twice like you did last night?"
"Sure," the boy replied.
"Then I want to taste you first," she said. "And then you can fuck my cunt again." She moved off his body and lowered her face to his crotch. "Right now I've got to suck this. I dreamed all night about waking up this morning with your cock in my mouth, Bobby. Your cock is the tenderest, sweetest thing I've ever had in my mouth."
She sucked his cock deeply into her mouth and thrilled to the way his legs closed tightly around her. His thighs hugged her head and when he began stabbing his prick in and out of her mouth, it was with such a convulsive, jerky rhythm that she knew he was on the verge of belching up his load.
"Give it to me, Bobby!" she cried, lifting her face form his cock and tonguing the head.
"I ... I think so!"
"Come ... come! Give me your load! Squirt a whole mouthful of your sweet cum into me, Bobby! I want it .. I want to taste and swallow it!"
Up and down went his hips, his cock beating a tattoo against her throat. His excitement became so intense that she rammed her hand between her legs to the wet, smoldering folds of her cunt. One, two, and then three fingers found their way into her pulpy pussy.
"I'm coming now!" he cried. "I'm going to come in your mouth!"
She rubbed her pussy frantically, her hand sawing back and forth against her cunt. As she reached the very peak of her passion, she felt his cum start to splatter into her throat.
It spurted into her mouth, giving her a sense of power along with overwhelming elation. Her heard pounded, her cunt throbbed, and he body vibrated with warm sensations.
"Now your pussy," Bobby said, pulling his semen-wet cock from her mouth. "Now I want to fuck your cunt."
"Yes ... yes!" she moaned, her eyes glazed as if she were hypnotized. The foam of her saliva mixed with his cum on her chin. "But let me on top, Bobby. I want to feel you all the way up inside me."
"I don't care!" he cried. "Just put it inside you. Hurry, hurry!"
Kay raised herself on her hands and knees and Bobby held himself steady while she settled her full body down on hi. His buttocks lifted off the smooth carpet, and he pushed upward to meet her.
Kay worked her legs up along his flanks and he felt himself hitting home on every fuck-stroke. He was being twisted and stretched and crushed as she spun around like a top on him. His body lurched up off the floor as he shot his pleasure into her. Kay let out a shrill cry of ecstasy, and her hips pummeled his body in an attack of complete abandonment.
The sound of their smashing bodies echoed in the bedroom as they ground their loins against each other.
She fell on him and he welcomed the weight on his body. They clutched each other tightly.
Bobby's hands worked over her buttocks tenderly as she stroked and kissed his chest. It took a long time for the pleasure to fade from their bodies and neither of them was in any hurry to have it leave.
She slid off him until she was on her back and he was again between her thighs with his cock in her cunt.
His cock leaped and throbbed. The foreskin peeled back tautly from the head. He could feel the sticky juices of her pussy coating his prick like a greased glove.
He was fully inside her pussy, his bone grinding against hers in an up-and-down motion. He reached under her and grasped the fleshy softness of her ass.
Suddenly her body responded to his impaling cock. She became a mass of pulsing flesh. She was coming! She could feel it.
"Ohhh, shit, shit, shit!" she groaned, grinding her clit against his cock and loving the shock it produced. She bounced her tits against his chest and tore like a frenzied wildcat at his back wit her nails.
"Are you coming already? Is it good? Is it, huh?" he gasped, his mind filled with the wildness and passion that seemed to surge form her body.
She answered him with her body instead of her voice. Her come had been good, almost complete in the searing sensations it had caused. But it was only the beginning and she let him know it. She tightened her thighs and wound her legs tightly around his hips. She lowered her hips and ass until his cock was barely inside her cunt. Then she drove her hips upward like a pile driver, impaling her cunt on his prick.
He responded, tightening his ass and ramming his cock-meat in and out of her sopping cunt-hole. He kneaded her tits as though he were trying to tear them from her chest.
Her head flew from side to side, her hair flying against his head and shoulders. A scream erupted in her throat. She bit her lip until she tasted blood. Her hips came alive as her cunt pounded over his willing, thrusting cock.
"It's good! Oh shit, its so good! he wailed, feeling his balls slapping against her ass.
She came again, the joy of her climax shaking her body to the very marrow of her bones. And still she didn't stop. Her brain was on fire with the heat of his prick inside her pussy. She went faster, pounding his cock even harder, trying to urge him to match her rhythm.
She rolled over and straddled him. Up, down, went her ass, pounding him into the carpet.
Her mind continued screaming at her. Fucking. Sex. Sucking. Cock. Cunt. This was what she had longed for all this time. This was happiness this was freedom, everything.
Sweat and cunt-juice flowed from her body, soaking both of them, as again she had an orgasm. This time he matched her, his cock swelling, the head throbbing wit a heat that seemed to sear the inner walls of her pussy.
His come heightened hers as she felt the quaking spurts of liquid bathe her cunt, battering it.
She lay back, his prick like a hard bone creaming up against her belly. Slowly his cock diminished and slipped out of her pussy. In its wake, streams of juice mixed with this cum and dripped from her gaping hole. She felt his cum with her fingers and spread the gooey mixture over the insides of her thighs.
"Oh, Bobby, you've given me such happiness," she cooed.
"Yeah," he nodded, numbly, "me too."
She fixed him breakfast and while they ate they talked. She showed him pictures of her home n Long Island. It was beautiful - with a pool, long sloping lawns and even a stable of horses.
Bobby averted his eyes when she said that she wished he was her little boy. He wished he was too. He liked her, and he liked where she lived. And there would be no Uncle Fred to interfere. He could fuck her any time he wanted to.
It was even worse when she showed him the pictures of her two youngest daughters.
"This is Alice," Kay said. "She'll be coming in this afternoon. I hope you and your parents are still here. Then you can meet her. You'd like Alice, and I'm sure she'd like you."
He took the picture from her and studied it.
Alice was a miniature of her mother, beautiful, with long golden hair and a beautiful body. She was lounging by a pool in the skimpiest bikini Bobby had ever seen.
"Alice is fifteen. And the girl standing beside her is my other daughter, Kate. She's your age, Bobby, twelve. You'd like her, too."
Kate's bikini was even briefer than her older sister's. Her girl-like, still budding ripeness, made the swimsuit appear to ride even lower on the glaring buttocks. Also, her thrust-up breasts seemed to be even more exposed than the mature fleshiness of her sister's tits.
In the picture the younger sister seemed to be provocatively meeting his gaze. He suddenly felt his cock stirring within the confines of his shorts. Quickly, he dropped the picture.
"They're both very pretty," Bobby said, suddenly feeling very guilty about what Art and Ella were about to do to this woman - with his help.
"You'd love them, Bobby. You really would."
"I would?"