Chapter 3
Again Linda had a hard time concentrating at work. Her boss asked her if she was feeling all right. Faking a smile, Linda told him she was just fine, not to worry. And it was true that physically she was okay. Emotionally, well, that was another story.
How, she asked herself in horror, had she let herself succumb to Kyle again? Why?
He'd made it clear that he had complete contempt for her and only wanted her body. He'd admitted he'd committed incest with his mother. Yet she'd let him make love to her again. She hated herself for that.
There was only one thing to do, Linda decided. If she couldn't resist Kyle, she'd have to remove the temptation. She'd have to put the boy in a foster home. The way things were going, she was hardly being a fit mother. Maybe someone else, a couple, could handle the kid.
Now all she had to do was tell Kyle.
When Linda got home that evening she heard voices coming from her apartment as she fitted the key to the door. She found Kyle in the living room with another teenager, a swarthy black-haired boy who appeared to be around eighteen. He was of partial Mexican ancestry and possessed the stocky strong body of a young bull. When he looked up and saw Linda, he grinned-a bold leering grin which she didn't like at all.
"Oh, hi, Aunt Linda," Kyle said. "This is my friend, Juan."
"How do you do, Juan?" Linda said formally.
Juan didn't even bother to acknowledge her greeting. He just ogled her lush mature figure and said, "Nice. Very nice."
Linda's face flamed, and she stamped off to the kitchen. When Juan had left, she said to Kyle, "I don't like that boy. He's insolent, and he looks like trouble. I wish you'd find another friend."
"Tough," Kyle said.
Over the next few days, Kyle seemed to be with Juan constantly. He was so busy going out with Juan after school that he didn't even have time to bother Linda. She was grateful to be relieved of his attentions, but she worried about what the boys were up to. Her fears were confirmed one day when she came home and found Kyle and Juan smoking marijuana in the apartment.
"That does it, Kyle," Linda said angrily. "Your friend is no longer welcome here. And if I ever catch you smoking dope in my home again, you won't be welcome either."
The two boys looked at each other and laughed.
"Aw, come on, lady," said Juan in his slightly accented husky voice, "this is the twentieth century. Everybody smokes dope."
"Well, I don't," said Linda, "and I don't want it smoked in my apartment, either. After all, Juan, people still get sent to jail for it."
Juan looked unconcerned.
"I can handle the pigs," he said.
"Look, you little punk," Linda said angrily, "if you want to play those games, do it somewhere else. Kyle, that goes for you, too. I'm going to change my clothes, and when I come back, I want Juan out of here and the room aired out."
She slammed the door of her bedroom and began to take off her work clothes. She seethed with anger. How dare Kyle turn her home into a meeting place for juvenile delinquents? She still hadn't gotten the nerve to tell him that she wanted to put him in a foster home, but today might be the day if he didn't shape up.
Standing before the mirror in her bra and panties, Linda vigorously brushed her long blonde hair, trying to work out some of her anger. She knew site was angry in part because she was so horny-that was a constant frustration with her. But there was also Kyle's cocky and defiant behavior.
"What?" Linda yelped. The door of her room was opening.
She turned and saw Kyle coming into the room, closely followed by Juan. The boys were grinning, eying her half-clothed body openly.
"Get the hell out of my room!" Linda shouted. "How dare you come in here without knocking?"
"Aw, don't get excited," said Kyle. "I just had a bet with Juan."
"A bet?" said Linda indignantly. "What do you mean?"
Kyle snickered. "He bet your tits aren't for real."
Linda turned red all over. Juan's dark eyes were riveted to the ripe cleavage of her breasts as they nearly spilled from her bra.
"Guess I was wrong," he laughed. "At least it looks that way. Maybe you could give me some real proof."
"Sure," said Kyle. 'Take off your bra, Linda." She fumed. "You've got to be kidding."
"Oh, no, lady," Juan said softly, menacingly, "we ain't kidding."
The two boys started toward her. Linda gasped and looked around for an escape route, but the boys were between her and the door. She backed away from them till she felt the wall behind her. Then Kyle laughed, darted forward, and grabbed her. He pinned her arms behind her.
"Kyle, stop!" she yelped. "You'll be sorry for this!"
The boys paid no attention. Juan stood before her, hands on hips, grinning lewdly. When Kyle had her arms firmly pinned, his swarthy friend reached around and unhooked her bra. Linda's big round pink-tipped breasts wobbled enticingly as they escaped the tight bra.
"Jesus," Juan hissed. "She's got the biggest tits I ever seen."
Kyle chuckled. "Didn't I tell you? You owe me a buck."
"Sure, sure," said Juan, his glowing brown eyes still glued to Linda's great creamy globes. "Later, my friend. Right now I got my mind on something else."
His dark hands looked rough and grubby to her as they' approached her naked, quivering breasts. They felt hot on her tender flesh. Juan cupped and kneaded the big, soft tits, rubbing the little pink nipples with his thumbs. Linda felt thoroughly humiliated.
"Take your hands off me, you filthy creep," she hissed.
Juan squeezed her breasts so hard, she cried out in pain.
"You'd be smart to keep quiet, baby," he said harshly. "There's two of us and only one of you."
"Kyle, for God's sake," Linda said desperately. "Don't let him do this to me."
"Do what, Auntie?" Kyle said, feigning innocence. "He's only feeling your tits. No big deal. You got really nice tits, Auntie. You shouldn't deprive us."
Linda saw that Kyle was going to be of no help at all. He seemed to be completely under Juan's spell. Her stomach tightened with fear. What did the two boys intend to do with her?
"Man, this is getting me real hot," said Juan, still stroking and squeezing Linda's great silky boobs. "Let's get her over to the bed."
"Right on," Kyle laughed. "I'm due for some of that myself."
"NO!" Linda wailed.
She fought, but she was no match for the two husky boys. Giggling and sniggering, they dragged her over to the bed and forced her down on it. Juan's tight jeans revealed a bulging hard-on.
"Let's see that pussy," he panted, seizing the waist band of her panties.
"Oh, God, nooo," Linda whined. "Kyle, make him stop."
"Oh, no, Auntie, I couldn't do that," Kyle said. "This is the answer to all our problems. See, you don't want us to smoke dope in the apartment, but we got no place else to go. So in turn, for letting us turn on here, we're gonna do you a favor. I been telling Juan how you're always horny-"
Linda burst into tears. Kyle hadn't even bothered to keep their guilty secret. Juan must know everything-how Linda had gone to bed with her own nephew, sucked his cock . . . everything.
"Anyhow," Kyle was saying, "Juan and me together can keep you really well fucked, Auntie. I think that's a fair exchange, don't you?"
Linda gazed up at him in horror. How had she ever let this beast into her life? She should have known the first time she saw him, at the airport, that there was something seriously wrong with the boy. Now she knew what it was. Kyle was a sadist. He hadn't a shred of morality or kindness.
Juan had seized her panties and was slowly pulling them down. Linda sobbed and protested, but Kyle pinned her down on the bed and she couldn't get away. Juan's dark hands inched her panties lower and lower, till bright golden pubic curls began to pop into view.
"Oh, man," he said breathlessly, "oh, man ..."
At last he had her whole gleaming pussy revealed. He reached out to pet it, and Linda jerked, as if she'd been bit by a poisonous snake. Juan laughed at her horror. He pressed down on the springy moist curls, feeling the heat of her flesh beneath.
"Yeah," he said, "I want me some of this."
"Go right ahead," said Kyle. "What's mine is yours, friend."
Anger raged in Linda's brain. Kyle was treating her like a possession, a piece of goods, which he could bestow on his friends, not giving her any say at all about the use of her own body. She despised him. Some day she'd make him pay for this, but right now she was helpless, at his mercy. He kept her pinned to the bed while Juan slipped her panties off over her feet and tossed them aside.
"Get your legs open, cunt," Juan ordered. "I wanta see everything."
Defiantly Linda closed her legs as tight as she could. Juan might get his way in the end, but she wasn't going to make it easy for him.
Juan growled and seized her legs. He was very strong for such a short boy. He began to force her legs apart, and though she resisted with all her strength, it was no contest. He drew her legs open lewdly wide, then bent her knees and forced them back till they touched her breasts. Linda found herself mercilessly exposed to his dark eyes.
Holding her legs back in that grotesquely open position, Juan studied her gleaming pussy at his leisure-the golden puff of her cunt, the little scarlet button of her clit, the shadowed moist mouth of her cunt, and the little brown wrinkle of her anus. He grinned appreciatively. She was a clean and classy lady, not at all like the little tramps he was used to balling.
"Looks good," he told Kyle. "Hold her while I get my clothes off."
"Kyle," Linda said desperately, "I'm asking you for the last time-don't let him do this. It's going to mean big trouble for both of you."
Her blond nephew looked at her blandly. "There you go again," he said. Then to Juan, "She always pulls this bit. She says she doesn't want it, she tells you to stop, but when you put it in her, oh, man, then it's a different story."
Juan laughed. "They're all that way."
Linda shook her head, as if to emerge from a nightmare. It just couldn't be happening. Two teenagers were about to rape her, and they didn't even seem to hear her threats and protests. She was absolutely helpless to save herself.
"Hey, lady, I bet you want some of this," Juan taunted.
Linda glanced at him. He'd shucked his clothes and was standing naked beside the bed. She couldn't help admiring his powerful young body.
His body was deeply tan and almost hairless except for the fine blue black patch of fur at the base of his taut flat belly. His cock, fully erect, was a dull rose color, the head nearly purple.
Linda found herself gawking helplessly at his prick. It wasn't as long as Kyle's, but it was very thick and incredibly stiff. It looked as if it would burst its skin. Pearly cock-juice bubbled from the dark slit-mouth of his glans.
The boys laughed when they saw where she was looking. "Yeah, that's what she wants," Kyle said. "Go ahead, Juan, stick it in her. She'll change her tune then."
"Nooooo," Linda wailed. "I don't want it! Please-"
"You want it," Juan said contemptuously. "All women want it."
"You filthy little creep," Linda spat, "what makes you think I want YOU?"
Juan glared at her. "You ain't got no choice, baby."
He plunged his hand roughly between her legs. Linda flinched and protested, but he leisurely felt her pussy, poking a stiff hard finger into her cunt.
"She's dry," he said with annoyance. "Do something about it."
Kyle jumped to his bidding as if he were Juan's slave. "Hold her," he said. "I'll take care of it."
Juan took Kyle's place, sitting behind Linda on the bed and holding her shoulders down. Kyle crawled between his Aunt's legs and pried open her plump, furry cuntlips. He touched her tiny red clit.
"That's where she likes to be touched," he told Juan. "That really gets her off."
Linda moaned. Kyle must have told his friend every lurid detail of their lovemaking. She wanted to die of shame. How many others had he told?
Kyle dipped his head between her thighs and suddenly her whole body was awash with sharp pleasure.
"Ooooooo!" Linda gasped.
She felt his tongue working deliciously on her raw, sensitive clit, just as he'd done before. He flicked, circled, and lapped the tiny joy-button, and she couldn't blot out the intensely good feelings it gave her. Her cunt jolted into arousal, contracting sharply, spewing out steamy juice. In her encounter with the boys, she'd forgotten how horny she was. Now she felt it all too well.
"Giving head," Juan said contemptuously, "I don't know about that, man. I never done that before."
It works, you prick, Linda thought angrily. Now she knew Juan for just the kind of male he was-one who never bothered to please his partner, one who only took and never gave. She loathed him.
Her loathing was hard to hang onto, though, because Kyle's busy tongue was making her feel so damned good. Hot hard pleasure bolted from her wet clit and melted her whole body. She felt her tits swelling with arousal, the rosy flush of lust creeping over her skin. Her pussy creamed uncontrollably.
"Ahhhhhh," she whimpered, "ohhhhhh ..."
Kyle suddenly stuck his tongue right up her cunt, dear to the root, reaming and stuffing her.
Linda moaned loudly and felt she might faint with the abrupt intense joy of it. Then she remembered her situation, and she stubbornly clamped her jaw shut. She was damned if she'd let these little punks know they were turning her on.
Kyle lifted his face from her steamy crotch and wiped off her juices with the back of his hand. He was grinning triumphantly.
"I got to her," he said. "She's ready now."
Like hell, Linda thought angrily. She'd never be ready for an animal like Juan.
"Okay, roll her over," said Juan.
It figured. He couldn't even take his women face to face. He had to fuck her like a dog. Linda's contempt increased as they rolled her onto her belly. Juan scurried around behind her, seized her hips, and raised her shapely pale ass high in the air.
She felt his scalding sweaty hands on her naked hips, then his hard, hot cock-head poking in the tender flesh of her slit. He was breathing hard, obviously very excited about raping this classy blonde.
"Creep!" Linda hissed.
He poked her hard with his cruel cock-head, making her yelp with pain. "You're gonna change your tune in a minute, bitch," he said. "You're gonna love it."
"Never!" Linda said.
She couldn't escape his cock, but she could pretend indifference, spoil it for him. She knew how Juan's ego would be hurt if she showed no excitement. She remained stiff and cold as he finally managed to lodge his swollen glans in the moist slippery mouth of her cunt.
"Aw, YEAH," Juan sighed.
His thick stubby cock eased into her. Linda felt her cunt more widely stuffed than it had ever been. She wished Juan were someone she liked, so she could enjoy his fucking. She needed it badly. But she was damned if she'd give him that satisfaction.
Her resolve quickly melted when he began to fuck her. Juan fucked like a jackhammer.
Linda gasped as she felt his hard deep blows coming at a fantastic rate of speed. Her whole pussy glowed with horny excitement. She realized that this was the kind of fuck she'd been unconsciously wanting all her life-a furious, hard balling; a real rape. It wall all she could do to keep her jaws clamped shut, not to scream her joy.
But she didn't have to scream. Juan knew. He was experienced enough to know what it meant when her cunt closed tightly, scaldingly, around his pounding prick, when her pussy-juice spewed out helplessly to squirt onto his belly.
He knew that Kyle's beautiful Aunt was hotly aroused, that she loved his fucking.
"Yeah, baby, yeah," he panted, "I can tell you dig it. I know I'm giving it to you real good."
"NO!" Linda wailed. "I hate you!"
"You may hate me," he laughed, "but you love that cock. I can tell, baby. You're wet-you're flooded!"
"Noooooo," Linda cried feebly.
Damn him, he was right. Her cunt-juice was coming in steamy rivers, coursing down her thighs, pooling on the bed. Her whole body was running out of control. Helplessly, she began to move her hips to his rhythm, grinding her thirsty pussy around the thick stubby cock that pounded so deliciously inside her. She loved it, God help her.
Juan pulled her up tighter against his slamming belly, so that with every brutal thrust of his prick he banged her womb. He fully stuffed her, raked every inch of her seething cunt. She'd never been so completely fucked before.
It was more than she could resist. She felt the first powerful waves of orgasm rocking her body, and she couldn't keep quiet any longer. The pleasure was so overwhelming, so incredibly good, that her lungs seemed to burst with it.
"Ahhhhhh, God, YES!" Linda screamed. "Yes, do it to me, you mother-fucker! Ball meeeee ..."
Juan and Kyle laughed wickedly, but Linda didn't hear them. The violent orgasm deafened and blinded her to her surroundings. She rocked and writhed with it, her lush body shaking so hard that Juan was almost unsaddled. He clung to her, watching and feeling her come.
"Jesus," he gasped, "oh, Jesus!"
He saw her thick hot pussy-cream flooding out around his cock like a lusty tidal wave. He felt her ravenous cunt locking around his meat like a vise, squeezing and milking him. She was so friggin' hot in there, burning his dick. The dark-skinned boy shuddered with pleasure. He'd thought he was pretty experienced, but Linda was his first mature woman, and he was overwhelmed by her.
"More," she whimpered, "more . . . harder . . . "
Juan shook his head in disbelief. She'd just come like a bomb, and already she wanted it again. He was having trouble holding out. Determinedly he began to fuck her again, in the short hard cruel strokes he preferred, but sweat poured from his body.
"Harder, damn you," Linda hissed. "HARDER!"
"Jesus, lady," Juan gasped, "I'm doin' the best I can."
Kyle watched in astonishment. He'd never seen Linda so wild and passionate. He'd hoped to show his friend a good time, but he hadn't expected anything like this. Linda was like a madwoman in her lust for orgasms.
She knew it, too, and some small part of her was filled with shame and disgust at her behavior. But the rest of her was making up for five long horny years without a man. She literally couldn't seem to get enough.
"Faster," she hissed, "do it to me faster! Yessss . . . ahhhhh, AHHHHHH! YESSS!"
The second orgasm hit her even harder than the first. Her body arched sharply, then went into violent spasms. She wailed hoarsely, clawed the bed, and her cunt-juice pooled out in great waves, soaking her thighs and Juan's loins.
"Awwwwww, Christ!" Juan wailed.
Her cunt, like a vise of fire, was squeezing the jism right out of him. He couldn't hold out another second. Whimpering, he began to shoot his load. It was the most fantastic fuck he'd ever had, but he wasn't going to tell HER that.
"Whooooeeeeee!" he cried, falling off Linda's writhing body. "Your Aunt is some hot piece, man!"
"You don't have to tell me," Kyle laughed. Juan lay panting beside Linda, who was still squirming and writhing in the last delicious spasms of her climax. Kyle crawled over to her. His young cock was only half erect, for Linda's wild behavior had somewhat frightened him. He knew what to do about that, though.
Roughly he rolled her over onto her back and straddled her, resting his taut ass on the hot cushion of her big heaving breasts. Linda looked up at him dizzily, and he leered at her.
"Okay, Auntie," he said. "Let's show Juan how good you suck cock."
Linda's mind cleared rapidly. She could have kicked herself for letting go with Juan. Now that both boys knew how hotly she could be aroused, they'd try anything with her. Kyle was going to show his power, impress his friend, by making her blow him.
"Go to hell," she said.
Kyle's face darkened. "Listen, bitch," he said, "open up and suck my meat."
"Fuck you!" Linda said.
"Aw, man, don't waste time arguing with the bitch," said Juan. "Here's what you do."
He reached over and pinched Linda's jaws, expertly, in a way that forced her to open her mouth. Kyle laughed and stuffed his semi-limp prick between her lips.
"UMPF!" Linda protested.
There was nothing she could do. Her mouth was full of his wormy, warm meat, he was fucking her mouth again. Both boys tittered as Kyle worked his doughy prick between her protesting lips. She thought of biting him, but knew he'd kill her. She could only endure till her humiliation was over.
Fortunately Kyle got off on humiliating her, and he was quickly hard. He drew his steamy prick out of her mouth, and it snapped up wetly to hug his belly. He scrambled off her chest and knelt between her thighs.
"Hold her," he told Juan.
Before Linda could wriggle out of the way, Juan's hard dirty hands clamped down on her shoulders, pinning her to the bed. She wept and struggled as her grinning nephew gingerly bent his erect dick in the direction of her pussy. She couldn't get her legs closed, not with Kyle kneeling between them, and she was forced to take the hard deep thrust of his stiff cock. She moaned as she felt it slicing into her.
"Christ, she's hot," Kyle gasped.
"Yeah, she's one hot number, all right," Juan snickered.
Linda sobbed in shame, but not for long. It was the same story all over again. As soon as she felt a stiff cock moving in her, she was lost. Heady pleasure rocked her body, and she began to move with it, working her thirsty pussy around Kyle's long impaling dick.
What was the matter with her? Was she only reacting to five years without sex, or was she some kind of nymphomaniac? She didn't know. She only knew she hated herself for giving in to these grinning sadistic boys.
"You dig it, don't you, baby?" Kyle taunted. "You dig that cock?"
Linda fought to keep silent, to keep her last vestige of pride, but as her nephew's wonderfully long hard dick probed in the seething horny sheath of her cunt, she was lost. She needed his fucking so badly, wanted it so much.
"Yessss," she whined, "YES, damn you, YESSS!"