Chapter 2
She lay quietly with the boy, enjoying the soft nuzzles and kisses. Her body still glowed from the pleasure he had given her and she felt a tenderness towards him. She still held his limp penis, her thumb rubbing gently up and over the soft head. The flesh felt like velvet. She heard the sound of his regular breathing and looking over to him, saw that he was asleep.
Quietly she raised herself to her elbow and looked down at him as she fondled and caressed his sex. She could remember the first time she'd seen him; he came home with Debbie one day and they laughed and played in the gameroom with some other children. She hadn't felt anything unusual about the boy then. Oh, she was aware of how handsome he was and how well-built he was, but that was all. But, as she saw him, week after week, a change came over her.
Sandy admitted now that she was just frustrated then. She and Jim were busy. She was, anyway, and that didn't seem to leave him any time or energy left for bed.... Then one night she'd gone for a ride, alone. Debbie was doing her homework and Jim was gone to some meeting or something like that and she had just had to get out!
She shook her head and looked at the prick between her fingers, it was strange that anyone would risk all they had for some of this, but here she was!
She had parked the car and was just sitting when Terry came by. They had talked and laughed a little. Even then she wasn't really aware of what her mind was doing. It wasn't until later, when they were walking through the park and happened to brush against each other, that she understood. And later! She grimaced when she thought about what they had done. She remembered how wild she'd behaved on the grassy slope. She'd been an animal and she wanted to cry she was so ashamed! She had decided that it would never happen again of course, but it wasn't easy! Each time she saw Terry after that it was harder to resist the temptation and finally she gave it up. In her calm moments she was still aware of how foolish it was but, when she was near to him like this, it really didn't seem to matter!
She realized that she had been staring vacantly as she thought. A sudden realization of firmness between her fingers caused her to look down and see that the smooth tube had grown and was showing signs of life!
She giggled to herself as she bent over and kissed the growing cock head. Sitting back she shook his shoulder. "Hey wake up," she called but he didn't stir. "Come on lazy, time to get to work." She leaned forward again and brushed a soft breast tip across Terry's lips. The nipple grew as it touched him. His eyes opened and he smiled a lazy smile at her as he stretched.
"Let's go into the bedroom, honey," she breathed softly as she ran her fingers up and down the hardening shaft. "I have some plans for you." He smiled again and let her pull him to his feet.
As they walked down the hall, she had a special reason for wanting him in bed; during the week she'd put in a large mirror. She could watch everything that happened on the bed in it. She wondered what he would think when he saw it.
The boy was following her close and from time to time she could feel the stiff stab of his prick as it rubbed up against her soft buttocks.
She remembered the finger he had put in her and was going to mention it to him, but the feel of his flesh against hers was too strong and she decided that she would wait, she didn't want anything to upset him tonight!
In the bedroom, she snapped on a small light and pulled back the covers on the wide bed. She smiled at the boy as she slid between the sheets. As she lay back and stretched, she winked at him.
Terry sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her naked body, she knew he liked to do that and it pleased her to be admired, as she parted her thighs a little, willing him to see all of her. Glancing in the mirror, Sandy could see herself perfectly-and the picture of herself being inspected by the boy excited her a little more.
While she waited, Sandy took stock of herself. Nice big breasts, a trim waist and wide hips with a round, soft bottom. She wished she were a little thinner, not quite so lush, but she didn't have a choice. All in all, she was satisfied with the picture she presented.
"Do you like what you see, Terry?" The boy just nodded at her as he continued to stare at her rounded body. An imp invaded Sandy's mind and she almost giggled as she parted her thighs a little further. Her hand slipped down over her rounded belly until her fingers touched the fluffy growth of hair at her triangle. She licked her lips and smiled again as she watched his eyes follow the moving finger.
First, it slowly parted the soft hairs until her slit was open. She could already feel the wetness starting between her parting lips as she gently rolled the tip of her finger over the pink bud of her clitoris. Small shocks of pleasure greeted her when the finger ran lightly up and down the open lips. She smeared the first dewy drops of fluid up and down the lips, making them slippery to the touch. Bit by bit, she allowed her finger to slip in a little deeper until she could feel it pressing up into her vagina.
Terry's breathing was a little faster, but he was content to watch her masturbate for him. She enjoyed seeing his eyes widen as she did it. Her finger whirled around and around at the opening of her cunt and she felt the excitement mounting. Her hips wiggled a little as she rammed the finger up into herself, all the way! Her belly shook as the knuckle rubbed hard against her standing clitoris, making it throb and burn.
"Ohhhhh, Terry, don't just watch darling, help me..." She felt almost weak and limp with the desire that suddenly overwhelmed her. Just turning him on had put her on fire!
The boy's expression didn't change. His hand reached out and gently pulled hers aside. She gasped with the feel as his own hand took over the work. His touch was more direct, the finger found her clitoris and pushed in on it. Her mouth fell open and her back arched up off the mattress as she felt the jolt of sensation take her breath away. Before she could recover from that, she felt his finger force its way up into her wet cunt, then he inserted another finger in beside it, the two of them wiggled and pulled at her steaming lips. Her belly jerked under the hard spasms of joy.
"Terry, oh darling! Oh, that's so nice. You make me feel so hot!" She knew that her orgasm was coming on too fast, she couldn't take this sort of thing for long, but it felt so good that she couldn't stop him, not now! Each stroke of his fingers stretched and pulled at her soft lips. The feeling was overpowering and she could feel her grip on reality slipping away, her mouth opened and she started to babble again.
"Darling... aghhhggg!!! Roll your fingers,... yes, yes that's the way! Ohhhhhhh honey, I'm so hot I can't stand it! Please, honey, climb on me and fuck me.!!" The boy didn't respond; instead the fingers worked faster and faster in her. "Terry... please! If you don't stop now, I'll come right here on your finger. I don't want to waste it! Please honey, put that pretty cock up in my cunt and fill me up with it!!"
Her fingers were pulling at his arm, she felt weak and uncoordinated and all she could do was scrabble at the arm, trying to pull him on top of her. At last he moved. He grinned at her as he got to his feet and crawled up on the bed.
Sandy watched the boy slip between her open thighs, her belly shook with desire as she watched the stiff prick waggle back and forth as he moved. He was moving slowly, tormenting her with his deliberate movements, fanning the flames of her need until she was ready to beg him to fuck her! He lowered himself until the stiff head of his cock was brushing against the hard clitoris that peeped out from the fold of her flesh, but he didn't push himself in!
"Please honey, what are you waiting for?" She felt her cunt contract sharply and couldn't hold back the tortured moan. "Aghhhhggg!!! Terry, please put it in me, honey, please fuck me right now!"
"Do you really want it?" His voice was smooth as he gently rubbed his cock tip along the wet furrow between her writhing thighs.
"Yes, YES!!! Please honey, why won't you...." Her voice died because she couldn't think of any words. Her body was almost out of control now. Her thighs flopped up and down as she held them open with her hands, opening herself to him like a whipped dog!
"I just wanted to be sure that you really wanted it," the boy said calmly as he slowly lowered his body the rest of the way and she felt the thick penis head squeeze through the opening and slide up her soaking channel.
Sandra was ashamed of her begging him but the reward of the thick bar of meat was so good that she forgave herself at once. Terry was moving slowly in her, making long, smooth strokes, pulling back until he was almost out of her before he reversed the motion and dipped back up into her until she could feel his full balls slapping against her bottom!
"Oh honey," she groaned as she hugged him tight. "It feels so good, don't tease Sandy, please honey be nice and fill me up, I need you so much!" Her firm thighs wrapped themselves over his moving back and she hung beneath him, attached to his surging, punishing prick.
Each time that he shoved it up in her, Sandy gasped and shuddered as the slick flesh brushed over her clitoris. She felt helpless and torn by the delicious spasms that wracked her mind. She couldn't get enough of the meat that invaded her, she wanted more!
Almost as if he could read her mind, she felt his arms reach down and hook themselves under her knees and then he lifted. As he leaned forward, her thighs were lifted and pushed back until she thought she was going to be bent in half! She saw her knees as they almost touched her face but the best of it was Terry.
Suddenly he was in her even deeper! Again and again she felt the broad tip of his prick slam up against her womb and a dull, aching pleasure filled her. Before she could even tell him, she felt the terrible surge of his senses and an orgasm shook and tore at her.
She heard herself babble and mutter at him, she bit his shoulder and said wicked and filthy things to the boy as he slammed up into her again and again. Nothing mattered, nothing she said or did, nothing was worse than being without this!!!
When Sandy managed to gain control of herself again she realized that he hadn't come, the strokes that battered her hadn't slowed and he showed no sign that he was even near!
She couldn't have made him stop, even if she wanted him to. She was content to relax and give her body, loving the feel of his strong muscles, his hard cock. She glanced over and saw them both in the mirror. She'd forgotten to show it to him before. She watched him as he drove himself up into her and she was surprised how sexy it looked. She'd seen films of others making love and they always looked foolish to her, but now she didn't feel foolish at all. Each movement was interesting and she was amazed to feel the swirling motion in her belly and knew that she was hot again. Her clitoris was hard and throbbing!
Terry dropped her legs for a while. She tucked her feet in behind his knees and flopped her body up and down to meet his. Suddenly he raised himself up on his arms and he almost pulled away from her tossing body.
"Turn over, come on! Turn over, Mrs. Taylor!!" There was the crack of command in his voice and it ignited something in her. She felt a thrill racing through her nerves as she pulled loose and started to turn over on her face. They'd never done this before!
She didn't turn fast enough to suit him and she was surprised to feel a sharp slap across her unprotected bottom. "Turn over!"
Sandy scrambled up on her knees and rested her head on her folded arms. A thrill of fear joined the other sensations that were shaking her body. She'd never been hit before and she was amazed at her reaction. She felt humble and eager as she waved her full bottom up in front of him. She peeked into the mirror and watched as Terry moved in between her spread thighs and nuzzled the wet tip of his prick in between her thighs. She felt it rub along the crack and wiggled her bottom as she groaned.
"Ahhhhh, there it is Terry. Take me, fuck me like a dog honey, I've never done that!!" She could see the boy's tight grin as the cock eased in between the folds of her sopping cunt and then slammed back up into her. She felt her belly toss and her breath was almost driven out of her body by the force of the blow. His hands found easy grips on her hips and he hugged her soft ass up tight against his hard belly. He was so rough! She shivered with pleasure as the hard rod slithered up into her.
The surging prick stretched and pulled the sensitive lips of her sex. It felt so strange to have him coming into her from the rear. She'd often thought of it but had been too prudish to allow Jim to try it. The guilt was back for a second-she was giving a boy something she'd denied her own husband! A sudden flurry of shattering strokes drove the thought out of her stunning head.
One of Terry's gripping hands left her hip and swooped under her, catching one of her shaking breasts. The fingers squeezed hard as the thumb pressed in on the hard nipple. "Ohhhh!" she whined. The sharp little pains blended with the pleasure. The strangeness of the whole thing was over-powering. It built up a wildness in her again. Shudder after shudder passed through her as the wildness tore at her, stripping away her self control.
"Wiggle your ass, Mrs. Taylor," the boy demanded. As he spoke his hand slipped up between her parted thighs. Strong fingers found her throbbing clitoris and pulled gently.
Sandra gasped and moaned as she wiggled and thrust the soft globes of her ass back against him. The fingers stretched and pulled gently at the love button, driving her sweaty body harder and harder!
As she sobbed and babbled, her eyes darted back to the mirror and what she saw chilled the rational part of her mind as much as it inflamed the rest of her! With terrible clarity she saw herself. Her face, flushed and contorted as she crouched before the boy. She watched his hand working under her even as she felt the delicious torture of the stretching of her moist, sensitive flesh.
Each time the boy rammed the thick wedge of his cock up into her, she could see the shock waves pass along her soft flesh, making her thighs ripple and her full breasts shake.
"Oh God, I'm being screwed like a bitch in heat!" Her mind protested as it registered on the obscene, animal position. But it felt so good!!! Each mind jiggling blow from his cock drove her higher. She could feel the tension rising in her as her orgasm crept closer. She'd never come twice in one night, the idea frightened and unnerved her.
The finger frothed between her shaking thighs. She felt herself dripping her love juice all over his hand. His other hand slid up from her hips and pressed hard in the small of her back. She felt pinned to the bed, reduced to nothing more than a quivering, open cunt! A slobbering twat that gobbled and swallowed his thick meat!
"Ohhh Terry!" she babbled as his shattering stabs shook her. "Fuck me darling, fuck me harder!" She felt used and soiled being screwed like this but the feeling excited her rather than repulsing her. The tiny part of her mind that was rational was frightened. What was happening to her?
"Uggghhh!!!" Terry moaned. "Shake your ass, rub it all over me, I'm going to come!" Sandra heard him and felt the fingers pinching and pulling at her clit. A thin scream of pain and pleasure worked up her tight throat as she obeyed. Grunting and sobbing she twirled and shook her bottom, feeling the machine-gun strokes as the boy tried to come, to fill her aching pussy with his soothing come.
The excitement swirled higher in her belly and she screamed as the first thunderous jolt of her orgasm hit her.
"Aggggg!!"
The boy reacted to her sudden movements as she flopped and shuddered under him. As his iron-hard prick tore at her tender cunt, his hand rose and fell, delivering stinging smacks to her bobbing ass!
"Harder, Mrs. Taylor!! Shake it!"
She reacted to the surprising blows, her body twisted and shook as if she was trying to tear his cock off of him and keep it for herself!!
Her mouth fell open in a soundless, primitive scream as she felt the first hot gush of his semen fill her sucking cunt.
Terry was moaning and thrashing as he pumped raw life into her. His jerking hips pulled the squirting hose loose for a second. She moaned as she felt a few hot drops of his cum spatter and fall across her humped back before he could stuff the hot nozzle back into her gaping opening.
Her legs were shaking and she couldn't support herself any longer. Falling forward, the breath was squeezed out of her as the boy lit on her back; his strong, young body still slamming itself at her!
They finally lay still, the only sound in the room was the mingled harshness of their breathing. A sweet tiredness had hold of her. She felt full and satisfied-at peace with everything! She smiled sleepily as she felt him slowly pull free from her. A second passed and when she smiled again as something warm and soft pressed against her bottom. The boy had left the bed and was out of the room before her foggy brain told her he had just kissed her sweaty buttock!
She had drifted off, a warm soothing cloth had wiped her clean and dried her but she was just aware of it. It didn't wake her completely. It wasn't until she felt a gentle shake of her shoulder that she really awoke.
"Mrs. Taylor?... Sandy, wake up. It's almost eleven-thirty." The words startled her and she sat up in the rumpled bed.
"Eleven-thirty? Wh... why did you let me sleep?"
Terry just smiled and sat beside her. She noticed with a small pang of regret that he was already dressed and ready to go.
She stumbled up from the bed and found he'd brought her clothes in for her. As her sleep numbed fingers fumbled with buttons and snaps, she was faintly embarrassed to be naked in front of him while he was fully dressed.
They stopped only long enough to fix the bed. Outside, Terry went to open the gate while she slowly drove the car around.
It wasn't until they were well away from the cabin that she really began to think about what had happened during the evening. Something had changed, tonight was really different and she wasn't certain that she approved of the change! Terry had never been so demanding before, so aggressive. She shivered when she remembered the twisting finger in her anus. There was a definite increase in her pulse when she thought of the sharp slaps on her bottom. She was angry with herself, she was getting excited just thinking about it!
"It's going to have to stop," she muttered unaware that she was talking out!'
"What?"
"A... Never mind.... I'll tell you some other time." The boy stirred in the seat next to her.
"Stop by the trees, it's dark there," he said. She was surprised, she'd been driving without thinking and hadn't realized how far they had come.
She stopped the car in the deep shadow of some trees. When she snapped off the lights she could barely see the boy next to her. She could see his hand as it reached out for her. Willingly, she slid across the seat and sat close to him. After glancing around to make certain that they weren't being watched, she offered her mouth for a quick goodnight kiss.
She was surprised and more than a little flustered by the urgent kiss she got instead. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and wrapped itself around hers. A hand moved across and squeezed her breasts, the sensation was so strong it even made her toes tingle!
When the kiss broke, he still held her tight. His face nuzzled alongside hers until he nibbled at the soft flesh of her neck. A little shudder of excitement raced along her nerves. "Please honey, not here, someone might...." Her urgent whisper was stilled by the wet tongue that slipped back into her mouth.
The searching fingers dropped away from her breast and after a moment closed down over her wrist. She felt her hand being guided and it wasn't until her fingers brushed against the tight front of the jeans that she knew what he wanted.
This was insane! Necking and feeling with this child right in town. Right where anyone who passed by might see them! She knew she should stop but even as she was thinking about it her fingers were tearing at the buttons that separated her from his warm, hard tool. By the time the second kiss had stopped she had his smooth, boy-prick in her hand and she was slowly gripping and stroking at it. "Terry! Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?"
Her voice had a laugh in it as he answered. "Then they'll see that nice Mrs. Taylor doing naughty things in a parked car!"
She was about to protest when his fingers clamped down on the back of her neck, the strong hand was pulling her head down towards his lap! As her head went lower she could see the white stalk of his organ looming up in front of her. The position was uncomfortable and she found herself sliding away, so that she could bend even lower.
"Terry, this is insane, let go! Look, I don't know what you think but I'm not going to... ullppp!!" Her whispering voice was stilled by the blunt head of the penis as it slipped between her lips and lay along her tongue!!
Oh God, I can't do this, she told herself. I won't risk being caught sucking a boy! But she did, her lips clamped down tight around the thickening stem and her cheeks caved into deep hollows as she avidly sucked and lipped the fleshy prong.
Terry's free hand toyed and teased with her hanging breasts as he guided her head up and down with the other. Mmmmm!! It felt so slick and smooth against her tongue, the saliva-coated cock glided in and out of her mouth as if it had been oiled. She loved the taste and the feel of him, she couldn't help loving such a silky, suckable love pole!
The feel of the flesh rubbing in and out of her mouth made the nerve endings of her lips tingle. She remembered her first time in the garage; how frightened and excited she'd been when her brother and his friend took her in and got her oh her knees. She could still remember.... Her train of thought was interrupted. She heard a sound! There it was again; those were footsteps, someone was coming!!
She tried to pull her head away. She mustn't let anyone see her! Terry's hand tightened on her neck, he wouldn't let her up! In fact, he began to raise and lower his pelvis, driving more and more of the thick stem in between her stretched jaws!
She could hear two sets of footsteps and the low murmur of two women chatting as they strolled down the sidewalk. Just as they sounded as if they were abreast of the car, she felt the wet flesh in her mouth began to swell and jerk. She was in a near panic, she heard the voices clearly as the prick twitched again and shot a hot glob of cum against her curling tongue!
Sandra shuddered and fought to resist the urge to cough and gag as the flying spray of semen flooded her mouth and trickled down her throat. She had no choice, she had to gulp down the slick flow of milky come or choke! Trying to swallow as quietly as she could, she worked at the spouting tip. God! Where was it all coming from? Her tongue raced along the underside of the pulsing penis, pressing firmly against the flesh, milking him.
At last he stopped shooting and she could breathe again. The footsteps were fading down the block and the loudest thing she could hear was her own heart as it thudded against her ribs.
Once she had sucked him dry and licked him clean she felt the fingers on her neck loosen and she was allowed to sit up. She leaned back against the seat, exhausted, as the boy buttoned his pants.
"I'll see you tomorrow night, about eight." She started to protest but he ignored it. "Eight sharp here, it's important."
He opened the door and the light went on, he grinned at her as he slipped out. "You better wipe your mouth before you go home!" Then the door shut and he was gone.
Sandra was struck by a sudden sense of urgency and she drove away as quickly as she could. When she stopped at the next light she could see her face in the mirror. A long, thick string of white cum dribbled from the corner of her mouth! Quickly she found a tissue and scrubbed at the sticky evidence.
She was still nervous and upset with herself as she pulled in the driveway. Looking up she saw a light in Debbie's window. It was late, why wasn't she in bed?
As she put the car away and entered the house, she felt guilty. Jim was out of town on business and she should have been here with her daughter instead of going out and....
When she passed her daughter's room she saw her lying on her bed as she read. The short nightie she wore had ridden up until Sandra could see her daughter's smooth little sex, curled and folded together like a unopened flower. There were just a few hairs sprinkled across the silky vee, a few hairs that told of approaching womanhood. "Pull down your nightie and go to sleep," she called out, then hurried to her room. Inside she quickly pulled off her things and got into the shower.
She was out of the shower and combing her hair when Debbie sauntered in.
"Hi, have a nice time?"
"Sure, you know how lectures are, dull to some, interesting to others."
"Uh huh," her daughter mumbled and leaned against the door.
Sandra was about to brush her teeth but she could still taste the yeasty flavor of Terry's cum on her tongue and decided to wait. She hung up her towel and was just reaching for her gown when Debbie's question frightened her.
"Hey, how did you get those red marks?" Sandra's head snapped up. Debbie was pointing to her bottom. Turning so she could see in the mirror, she saw four red marks across her round buttock. The white skin made the marks look livid. Terry's slapping had left its mark!
"Oh.... I must have bumped into something I guess. I don't really know dear."
"Boy you must have bumped it hard!" There was the hint of a giggle in her voice, "It looks like somebody's been spanking you!"