Chapter 2
Kay slept. Her only movement for over two hours was the deep, steady rise and fall of her swollen breasts. It was mid-afternoon when she slowly opened her eyes and lay staring, wide awake, not moving. She stayed that way for a long time, looking up at the ceiling without moving.
Her mind cleared slowly, emptying itself of sleep, as little vague thoughts of the morning sifted back. And along with those thoughts came the hungering, the burning in her pussy.
"The bastard," she said aloud. "It would serve him right if I went out and picked up a carload of men, or boys, and fucked and sucked all of them!"
It was afternoon and sun streamed through the open window, bathing her naked body and adding to the heat that was already in her pussy.
Then she thought of Phil. It was the same kind of warm, sunny afternoon that he had dropped by and they had indulged in their wild, uninhibited sex.
As her memory came into perspective, she was rocked by the feelings that surged through her belly. It had been truly a wild, wonderful fuck with Phil, and the memory of it both shocked and excited her.
She struggled with the guilt that flooded her mind, the realization of what she had allowed to happen. She had fucked Phil that time without real resistance or any effort to pressure her natural dignity. She had allowed herself to be fucked silly ... and by someone she hardly knew! She had actually begged to be fucked and had hot male sperm squirted into her. It was disgusting. Yet, even now, in retrospect, the memory stimulated her.
They had made love ... no, fucked ... like two animals, joining in a way she had never known was possible. The thought of what they had done started an exciting throb quivering between her thighs as she remembered her seemingly endless climaxes under Phil's driving cock. It was then that she decided she'd better get up before she allowed her body to become aroused again.
But she was aroused, and there was nothing she could do about it. Her hands and fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as she looked up the number and dialed.
"Butler residence."
"Is this the answering service?"
"Yes, it is. Do you wish to leave a message for Mr. or Mrs. Butler?"
"Mr. Butler," Kay answered, and then paused. "If he isn't out of town."
"I don't believe he is," the voice replied. "I expect to hear from him momentarily."
"Tell him Kay Thomas called ... and to please give me a ring."
"The number?"
"He has it," Kay said, with a quiver in her voice. She replaced the receiver.
From a drawer, she pulled a white bikini and slid the skimpy bottom over her full hips and buttocks. She carried the top and a towel down to the pool and stretched out on a lounge chair.
The quiet and the heat of the sun quickly overcame the burning between her thighs and she drowsed. It must have been a half hour later that she heard a sound and opened one squinting eye.
It was the pool boy, Carlos. He stood on the diving board, not ten feet away from where she lay. He was bare to the waist and his darkly-bronzed skin rippled over the muscles of his huge shoulders and arms as he dipped a net in and out of the pool.
Every few seconds his glance came her way, his eyes lingering on her body, his tongue darting from .his mouth to lick his lips. Then he would reluctantly return his gaze to the pool.
Kay dropped her one half-opened eye from his curly-headed, handsome face, down across the wide expanse of his chest, to his crotch. She gave a little gasp when she saw the long, thick ridge of his cock out-lined in the taut material of his white jeans. He had a tremendous hard-on that ran from his crotch to his hip bone. It pulsed a little harder every time the boy stole a glance in her direction.
And then she realized why; she hadn't put on her bikini top. Her huge breasts were naked and glistening with perspiration in the afternoon sun. She had turned him on just by baring her body, by being asleep and partially nude in front of him.
But then, why not? He was a young, virile boy, who probably needed a lot of pussy to keep his young cock satisfied; just as her pussy needed a lot of cock to keep it satisfied.
Phil hadn't called yet; he would, but Kay didn't want to wait any longer. The sight of that pulsing cock in those white jeans had already had its effect on her body.
She opened her eyes wide and sat up. "Carlos ... how come you're here on a Sunday?"
The boy nearly fell off the diving board. "Oh, a ... a, I got behind this last week, Mrs. Thomas. So I thought I would try to catch up."
Kay stood up and, trailing the bikini in her right hand, walked across to the board. "It's hot today."
"Ye ... yes, it sure is."
"Why don't you come inside and cool off for a minute? Have a beer or something?"
"I ... I don't drink beer."
"An iced tea, then?"
"Uh ... all right."
Emboldened by her words, the boy stepped lithely from the board. His chest was only a few inches from the swollen nipples on the ends of her breasts. He thought about backing away and even draping his hands over the prominent bulge of his hard-on. But he didn't. The hell with her, he thought. She's a teasing bitch. What I should do is take it out of my pants and give her a good look at it.
And look at it Kay did, without any pretense that she wasn't. At last she raised her eyes to his and smiled. She placed the cups of her bra over her massive tits and turned with the straps hanging down her back.
"Tie me up, will you, Carlos?"
"Yes, ma'am," he said.
"God, it's hot."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Kay, Carlos. Call me Kay."
"All right."
"C'mon."
He followed her across the patio. His cock, trapped and rigid, ached in the tight jeans. She didn't even try to hide the glances she gave his cock as they moved.
He had barely stepped into the living room behind her and closed the glass doors when she turned and faced him. His eyes took in the full front of her body all in one glance. They also received the meaning in, her eyes as she stepped close to him.
"Do you like my tits, Carlos?" she said, flattening the twin globes across his chest so their fullness puffed above the bikini cups.
"Don't ... oh God."
"Don't be afraid. I want to take care of this for you, Carlos." She curled her fingers around the length of his cock and squeezed.
"Mrs. ... a, Kay...."
"Don't be afraid."
"But, but your husband...."
"He's busy," Kay said, her tone flat, "with business. Do you have a girl, Carlos?"
"Yes."
"Do you fuck her?" His eyes widened at her words, but he nodded. "Good. But no one girl can handle all of this," she squeezed his cock again, harder, "all the time. Wouldn't you like to try some new, different pussy?" Again he nodded. "Good ... you won't regret it. Come along."
As shocked and excited as Kay had been at the lewd display of wanton lust she had seen at the pool, the cooler air in the house heightened her sense of desire and made her want this boy even more.
He, too, seemed to warm to the game. As they wound their way through the house, he boldly put his arm around her and cupped one of her magnificent breasts. His touch served to fire the passion that still smoldered in her from the morning. She could feel the warm moisture down between her thighs where it flowed from her excited pussy.
She's going to do it, the boy thought. She's really going to fuck me! It's really happening! He could hardly believe it. "This way?"
"Yes. The bedroom's the last door on the right."
Oh Jesus, Kay's mind screamed, hurry. Take my suit off and fuck me!
Just walking and the rubbing together of her vaginal lips was heightening the embers of desire and sending sharp tingling waves of building pleasure spreading out in all directions from her clitoris. Even the light sniffings of her top across her breasts as she walked were sparking her already painfully hard nipples to greater heights of sensation.
"In here?"
"Yes." She could barely get the words out. Her throat was choked with lust, her pussy was screaming for cock. The proximity of his well-muscled body so close to her was making her light-headed.
He closed the bedroom door behind them and took her in his arms. She sensed that suddenly he had matured, taken command of the situation, and she was giad.
"I'm glad."
"What?" she sighed.
"I'm glad that you have decided to do this with me. I have dreams about you in that bikini by the pool. Sometimes, when I'm fucking my girl friend, I close my eyes and imagine that it's you I'm fucking."
Suddenly she gripped his shoulders for support as tide after tide of strong, mind-blowing desire rose in her body, dizzying and confusing her. She had meant to seduce him and now the roles were reversed. But she didn't care. She was going to get a cock, and that's all that mattered.
This time there was no guilt. There was no casting about frantically for an explanation of the wildly erotic feelings inflaming her tits and pussy. There was no thought of stopping his groping, searching hands as they moved over her quivering body. In her mind was only the thought of relief from the inferno of lust that burned between her legs.
"How did you feel," the boy asked, "when you awoke and saw my hard-on? When you saw me looking at your tits?"
"Warm," Kay replied, rubbing the mound of her cunt against his pulsing hardness.
"How do you feel now?" Carlos asked tentatively.
"I feel ... sort of funny ... strange," she I whispered.
"Yeah, I know," he said, and smiled mysteriously, staring into the gorgeous woman's glassy eyes with leering impertinence. She didn't understand the meaning implied by the expression on his face, and could only concentrate on the fire now raging out of control in her loins, making her tits tingle, her flat stomach contract, her breath rise and fall heavily.
"Are you ready?" he asked, still staring at her, the light in her eyes almost blinding her with their piercing brightness. "Ready to suck my cock, and have me eat you, and let me fuck you?"
Something in his words and in his strange, new manner frightened Kay. She clenched her thighs together automatically as his fingers slid down the front of her suit. But the pressure placed on her clitoris by the tightly-squeezed lips of her pussy only stimulated her more, and she couldn't resist the urge to squirm restlessly.
"You want it, don't you?" he smiled. "You want my peter? You want to fuck me!"
"Yes," she nodded, her eyes closing, her body swaying in an effort to thrust the hot mound of her cunt harder against the pulsing ridge of his cock.
Her brain was a swamp of vagueness now, and only the sweet burning throbs of her breasts and cunt were important. She knew that nothing mattered at that moment but the sexual stirrings that were taking over her mind and body.
She wanted to be naked and have her lust-crazed body kissed and caressed until the fires were mercifully quelled. She gazed at the handsome young man, the torment between her shame and her desire making her eyes fill with tears of embarrassing frustration. All her life she had been in control ... at movies and even in the back seats of cars, when boys had tried to take advantage of her, use her loveliness ... but now she was defenseless against this near stranger and herself.
The bra was gone now and he was working frantically at her bikini bottoms, pulling them down over her hips to expose the embarrassing river of love juice that poured from her cunt-lips.
"Jesus, you are hot," he gasped, as he lifted first one leg and then the other through the holes of the bikini. He was on his knees now, kneeling on the floor before her, and she could do nothing but stand there, completely naked, as he stared eagerly at her magnificently formed, youthful tits, and then down at the soft warm flesh of her quivering pussy.
She flinched and uttered a shrill cry when, with a surprisingly gentle touch, he moved forward and placed his thumbs on the lips of her heated cunt, slowly spreading them open and allowing the cool air to play on the moistly sensitive flesh. He peered greedily at the delicious, glistening coral tissue he had laid open. Two tiny sparkling droplets of moisture rested on the fragile, pink lips, the erect pea-shaped little clitoris pulsing before his eyes.
His fingers were driving Kay insane. She relished his shameless caresses and hoped that the moment would never end. She felt the hot wisps of his breath graze her raw flesh and she groaned as she felt his long red tongue flick out and lick wetly up through her parted cunt, his moisture mingling with her own.
Then Carlos fastened his lips around her throbbing clit, licking and sucking, and she began to involuntarily wiggle and squirm her hips in half circles, pushing her cunt against his face. The entire length of her pubic furrow was open to him and there was a perfumed musk of female juices on his tongue.
She gave off the tangy, exciting aroma of sex, and the satin skin of her thighs clasping his face in a gentle embrace was like sweet-smelling perfume. He felt her hands on his head, pulling his mouth into the parted pubic hair with the strength of a tigress. When he responded and moved forward, she lost her balance and staggered backward a few steps until the edge of the bed caught her behind her knees and she fell flat on the satin spread with a groan of passion and lust.
"Do you like big cocks?" he asked.
"I love cock ... all cock," she murmured.
"We'll see," he chuckled.
He stood then, and quickly removed his pants and shorts. Hastily he tossed the wadded garments into a heap on the floor. "Look at this, baby."
Kay opened her eyes and saw dimly that he was thoroughly naked, his muscular body presented like a god's for her appraisal. With a shudder of disbelief, she let her gaze fall to his trim loins and saw his thick, pulsing prick jutting out like a tree trunk from between his legs. Gasping, she stared in open hunger at the heavily-corded cock-shaft rising like a tentpole. The broad, hard head flexed and spread even more as she watched. She cringed inwardly, thinking that no woman could possibly take something that monstrous inside her body. She would be split, torn apart, forever ruined and of no use to any other man, husband or lover.
"Well, Kay, what do you think of that? Have you ever seen a prick this big before?" Carlo asked crudely, his lips curled back in a teasing smile as he took the massive prick in both hands and waved it obscenely at her.
Kay froze under the appalling lewdness of his words. And yet their very lewdness excited her more and more. She could feel the increasing moisture soaking her cock-hungry pussy and she crossed her legs to press them closely together, trying to ease the burning sensation that was churning so madly in the pit of her stomach.
Carlo's fervent licking and sucking of her cunt had turned her entire body into a tense bundle of raw nerves that she was powerless to control.
She continued to stare at his massively pulsating cock as it grew even larger, soaking up more blood and standing out farther, a bone-stiff pole that was an inflamed pink right up to the ridge of skin under the head. The head was purplish, large in diameter, like a fist at the end of an upraised arm. There was still a vicious smile on his face as he stood there, holding his semen-oozing prick, pointing it at her and enjoying the obvious effect it was having on her.
"Goddamnit, answer me!" he barked. "How do you like my prick? Now wouldn't you like me to slide it up between your legs? Now!"
"I ... I don't know ... it ... it's so big," Kay stammered, hating herself for not being honest, for being such a hypocrite. Of course she wanted him to shove that huge thing up her cunt. She wanted him to hurt her, maul her, and ream her belly from the inside out with his massive weapon.
Then, as though he had heard her thoughts, he stepped up to the bed and sat down beside her, reaching over with both hands to seize her breasts and squeeze them together like huge straining grapefruits. He rolled the hardening nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. The heat of his eager breath rushed at her as he turned his head toward her and locked his mouth firmly on hers.
His hands dropped from her ripe white breasts to fondle her hips and trace the lovely full flesh of her flanks and the sides of her slightly-flattened bare buttocks. She felt the gouging hardness of his huge, heatedly throbbing prick against her thigh as he leaned over, his hands busy caressing her. Now his hot mouth clamped wetly over one breast, sucking and pulling hungrily at it, frequently pausing to nip and nibble with his teeth at the erect nipples.
"Now do you know? Now do you want about twelve inches of cock in you?" he asked demandingly, his voice hoarse and rasping.
"Oh ... K.. I'm afraid," the lust-dazed young wife responded innocently, unaware that her very helplessness served only to excite him more. Surely he knew that she was raging inside, that her naked and willing body was exploding with desire from his touch.
"What do you want?" she cried. "What do you want me to say?"
"I want you to beg to have me fuck you with my big dick."
"I won't beg anybody for anything. I haven't sunk that low yet!"
"All right," he growled. "Then I won't fuck you!"
He slid from the bed and stood between her legs. With a grin on his face he started wildly pumping his cock with a rigid fist.
"What are you doing?"
"Beating it off."
"Don't!"
"I'll beat it off and shoot all over your belly and tits and then put my clothes back on and finish cleaning the pool."
"No ... don't, don't waste it!"
"Then ask me, beg me," the boy said. "You've teased me with that body for over a year out by the pool. Now I'll tease you with my cock." His hand started going faster and faster. It became a blur before Kay's eyes. "It ... won't ... be long now."
"No ... NO! Don't! Fuck me ... PLEASE FUCK ME WITH IT ... come inside me, Carlo, and make me come with that cock. PLEASE!"
"Do you really want me?" he panted, his fist still curled around his cock.
"Yes."
"Do you?" he insisted, lowering his mouth to her tits.
"Goddammit...."
"Say it!" he demanded.
"Yes ... I want you, Carlo," she murmured.
He wasted no time as he lifted himself from her, grasping her shoulders to move her into a better position on the bed. Using her breasts for leverage, he pulled himself on top of her, his heavier weight squashing her down onto the satin-covered bed. He came to rest directly between her tender thighs, forcing them wider with his own thighs as he pulled her tightly against him and dropped one hand down between them to take his long, hard, throbbing cock in his fingers and guide it forward, using the thick rubbery glans to part the fleshy lips of her luscious pussy.
Kay flung her head to one side on the bed, closing her eyes and groaning as she felt its startling contact against the waiting, ragged edges of her cunt. She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, lying there in utter wantonness beneath him, not even daring to breathe or move.
"Ohhhh, God!" she finally moaned, no longer able to control the anticipation of having so awesome a cock fill her. cringing, inflamed pussy. "Easy ... easy," she gasped.
"There is no such thing," Carlo growled, and drove forward with his powerful hips. His huge cockhead parted her tender cuntal lips. She felt the first wave of pain from the cruel pressure of his huge cock on the tender outer walls of her already-stretched vagina.
"Noooo, waaiit ... it's too big!" she cried as the thick tip slipped farther in, forcing the tiny, wet entrance until Kay felt as if her belly were splitting apart from the relentless outward force of his probing.
"Carlo, please, for God's sake, you're hurting me, you're hurting me!" She was almost screaming as she jerked open her eyes in agony and saw that he hadn't even heard her and was lost in his own delight.
Suddenly his no longer handsome but wild face twisted down at the defenseless woman lying spread-eagled beneath him, the head of his huge prick disappearing inch by inch into the soft black curling hair of her pussy.
"OH MY GOD ... IT'S HUGE!"
"Take it!"
"You're killing me ... I can feel it clear up to my tits!"
"TAKE IT....TAKE ALL MY COCK!"
He fell forward then, his weight smashing her full rounded breasts as he thrust his hips forward and rammed into her hot belly.
The long, thick prick glided into her cunt like a driving telephone pole and pushed the delicate flesh of her cuntal walls before it in rippling waves. There was no stopping him now and he rammed on, deeper and deeper, until with a loud groan, his inflated balls smacked loudly into the widespread crevice of her ass-cheeks.
It was too much. Kay was too filled, and his heavily-veined prick felt as though it were tearing her vagina into a thousand tiny shreds that would never heal.
"How's that, bitch?" he spat, feeling her insides opening to receive him deep in her womb.
Kay was gasping. She had never dreamed that a man, let alone a boy, could have such a shaft of meat. She was whimpering and pleading desperately now as he began to fuck her ruthlessly, gritting his teeth with lust and she was compulsively following him, beginning to hump in spasmodic jerks beneath him.
She groaned as if in anguish, shocking herself as she threw up her arms to wrap them tightly around his neck, pulling his solid chest into the soft whiteness of her beautiful white breasts. He plunged his long, hard cock in and out, filling and emptying her, sinking his throbbing shaft back and forth between her clasping cuntal lips and on up to her cervix.
The young wife's mouth moved against her will, opening and closing in response to each body-jolting stroke of his huge hardness, her shining black hair flowing out on the bed and fanning like dark velvet. There was nothing that could stop her insane race for fulfillment, and Carlo fucked like a savage to end it for both of them.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me ... hard, hard, hard!" she begged, her whole being centered on the delicious pleasure that had replaced the first pain of his brutal impalement.
He slithered his strong hands under the wildly pumping cheeks of her writhing ass and cupped them firmly, raising them up off the bed to gain better access to her pussy.
Then, pressing farther forward, he forced her lovely, long, satiny legs up off the bed in an arc far back over her head, pressing her knees harshly into her shoulders.
Her tortured body was bent double, jackknifed, the stress on her strained muscles almost causing her to beg for mercy. The glistening, wet flattened plane of her groin was presented up to him as he increased the rapidity of his thrusts, the penetrations making her quivering cunt secrete and expand wildly before his assault.
He fucked into her from the tips of his toes and crammed the last fraction of the last inch of his huge cock into her with thundering lust, bringing ecstatic moans from her lips that resounded through the room like cries of a wounded beast. Her nostrils flared open and her eyes, now glassy, were rolled back and fixed hypnotically on the ceiling.
"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted in a mesmerized voice, totally succumbing to the lust his cock in her pussy had incited. "Fuck me, you bastard! Drive your cock in and out of my belly. Shove it clear up to my throat! FUCK MEEEE!"
Carlo lifted himself so that he could watch her face. It was something he didn't want to miss, the humiliating surrender of this wanton bitch under him, wild with the effects of his cock.
Her tapered nails suddenly slithered down now and seized his ass-cheeks with demon-like strength to help him fuck between her thighs with greater impetus. Juicy smacking sounds filled the room with-each brutal stroke he made into her. Their bodies were drenched with sweat as Carlo labored over her, changing his quick frantic thrusts to longer, smoother strokes that brought his hotly-throbbing cock almost all the way out of her clutching vagina on the back-stroke and then forward into her until she could feel the blood-swollen head of his cock colliding hard against her womb.
Her body was slippery with sweat, and her head tossed crazily back and forth on the satin spread as she began reaching for the orgasm just beyond her grasp.
Carlo heard her sharp gasp of pleasure as his hands roamed her buttocks and, surging with the building tempo of his lust, he moved his hands higher to draw her legs up and around his neck. He fucked into her mercilessly now, skewering her, and she was loving it, fucking back shamelessly, urging him on, calling for more, more ... everything!
"Fuck me! Fill me!" she begged, gasping as if she were close to death.
"You're a little whore, aren't you!" he rasped, ramming harder for emphasis. "You love cock, don't you!"
"Ohhhh, yesssss! Yesssss! I love cock ... I love fucking ... cock ... fucking!" she cried out, out of her head with the humiliating truth of her confession. Stirred by her own lewd words, she swung her trembling thighs up and tightened them around his neck, grinding her ass in uncontrolled frenzy up and down, from side to side, spiraling her sweet, hot cunt along the full length of his huge ramming cock to grab every bit of pleasure she possibly could.
He knew that she was his now, completely, utterly, and he had no intention of showing the least bit of mercy or human compassion. He wanted to hear her plead for his hot cum, to beg to be filled with it. And even she, in her mindless ecstasy, could sense the building storm of sperm in his balls.
"Tell me, you bitch ... tell me what you want!" he hissed as he purposely slowed his stroking movements and teasingly sank his tremendous prick only halfway into her. "Do you want my cum in you? Do you!"
"Oh yes, yes, please!" the voluptuous young wife gasped, her pride completely vanished as she lay impaled and naked under his weight. The thought of begging him to drive the huge cock into her and empty his balls in her belly was unbearable, but she was beyond caring and yearned only to share a mutual ecstasy with this strange boy.
Pleased that she had submitted to his demand, Carlo increased the tempo of his lunges until he could feel his sperm rising, the huge head of his cock flexing and suddenly growing larger inside her ravaged cuntal passage. And then, at last, he grunted and heaved forward, his hot, thick liquid spewing deep up into her stretched and battered womb.
His hot cum, thudding and bubbling into her cunt, triggered her own come.
"Oh, give it to me!" she cried, bucking her syrupy cunt up to suck the cum from his cock. "Give it all to me, I'm coming myself, like a damn bursting over!"
The entire, tremendous volume of his cum streamed the long length of his hose-like cock. It shot in great globs into Kay's arching, bucking body.
Her belly swelled with his hot jism. She came, and still the boy continued to spurt into her. "Pull it out."
"Huh?"
"You're still shooting. Pull it out and give me the last of it in my mouth!"
He pulled his spurting cock from her cunt and dribbled cum up her body as he lurched toward her face. She planted her mouth over the gushing fountain of. his cockhead and sucked. She swallowed the steamy liquid until the geyser was reduced to a trickle.
"Jesus, you do it all," Carlo said, pulling his dick from her sucking mouth.
"I love it all," Kay sighed, watching him pull his clothes back on and move toward the bedroom door.
Once there, he stopped and turned. "I'll be back to clean the pool again day after tomorrow," he said, flashing her with a grin and leaving. He didn't wait for an answer, but he somehow knew he wouldn't need one. Kay would be ready to fuck and suck him again then, and they both knew it.
She closed her eyes until she heard the glass doors slide. Yes, she thought, she would fuck the boy again. The ache in her pussy was stilled for the moment. But it would return. In fact, it would probably return just about the time Phil called her.
Languidly, the sensuous brunette crossed the room to the closet and withdrew a long, flowing robe and slipped it on. She paused to brush her hair and saw that the light made the thin fabric almost transparent. She seemed even taller and more beautiful than usual. She decided that her sexual encounter must have agreed with her, for her skin was milky white, clear and sensuously soft-looking, and her cheeks were slightly rosy.
Just the recollection of the handsome boy sent a little thrill of pleasure through her, making her nipples harden and tingle all over again. Carlo. His animal lust. His prick, so hot, so hard, so huge, so wonderful. He had driven her almost mad with desire.
She walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Her body was covered with the drying remnants of their orgasms. His cum dripped from her chin. She didn't care. From now on she would get all she wanted.
She stepped into the shower and let the spray cascade down her back and over her body. Ten minutes later, she stepped out, shivering. After drying and slipping back into her robe, she padded back into the bedroom, fixed herself a drink, and sat down on the bed to wait for Phil's call.