Chapter 3
The morning came too soon for Sandra. She dreaded the time when Debbie would leave for school and she would be alone. She was sharp and bad tempered with the girl during breakfast and that only acted to hurry her departure. She knew she was being unfair but couldn't stop. The tension ate at her nerves.
When the front door slammed shut her heart gave a flutter. She hurried about the house. She dusted and cleaned things that didn't need it, anything to keep from thinking about the situation. But she wasn't fooling herself, she had to sit down and think it over.
She went back and forth over all the reasons she had against her relationship with the boy. She thought about the previous night and remembered how frightened she'd been hearing those women talking as she crouched in the car sucking him!
What would have happened if she'd been caught? How could she explain? Then she made a mistake: she let her memory roll on and once again she was in that car, his thick pole filled her mouth. She could almost feel the silky prick against her tongue and taste the maleness of him!
She wiggled on the sofa cushion as she felt the first sweet stirrings between her thighs. "Think of something else," she said out loud but it didn't work. In her mind she ran her fingers lightly up and down the erect cock, she rolled the balls back and forth over her fingers while she sucked and nipped at the juicy tip.
Sandra shook herself but it was too late. The swirling between her thighs throbbed through her body. Her breasts were growing hard and hot under her robe. She knew what would happen if she didn't get up and move, but she couldn't make her body function. Instead of getting to her feet, her hand slipped under the robe and her fingers found the soft underside of her breast. She couldn't repress the sigh of pleasure that slipped up her throat. Slowly, she ran the tips up the curve of her breast until she found the nipple. The little organ was already so hard that it ached. She pulled the nipple gently, urging it to grow taller and harder.
As her fingers teased and pulled at the nipple she felt a desire to see. She jerked at the robe and it fell open.
She stared down at her hand. It was almost as if the hand belonged to someone else. She closed her eyes and pretended it belonged to Terry, but the second she did, she felt her puffy sex grow warmer. She glanced down her body and saw drops of love juice seeping past her parted vaginal lips. She ran a soothing finger in between the lips to stop the sensation. She stopped it, but the starburst of sensation the finger brought made her flinch!
"This is filthy and I'm going to stop," she said firmly. But those were just words. Her finger moved faster instead of stopping. Her eyes stared at the finger as it moved in the folded flesh, stretching and wetting the tender tissues. Each stroke was like pouring oil on the fire in her vagina. Each stroke brought new jolts of pleasure!
Her thighs lifted and spread themselves, opening her wet slit to the finger. She groaned deep in her throat as she rolled the hard clitoris under her finger. It felt sooooo good!
That moralistic part of herself was protesting, it called her names and tried to shame her for laying half naked and masturbating while she thought of doing filthy things with a boy!
Again and again her thoughts drifted back to Terry. She shuddered as she thought of the finger he'd pushed up in her. She felt the little muscles of her anus tighten when she imagined him putting his prick up there!
Sandra bit her lip and shook her head. She wouldn't think about that! All her life she'd wondered about being fucked in the rear, she was frightened and intrigued by the thought of doing that....
The finger raced up and down her gaping slit. The sticky dampness was dribbling down between her thighs, making the soft globes of her buttocks rub together slickly. The oiled feeling brought on more thoughts and she imagined kneeling before him as he slid his big hard stick up her anus.
She couldn't help the thin squeak of imagined pain that fell from her open mouth. Slowly, her free hand crept down between her thighs until a fingernail scratched at her wrinkled little opening.
The effect was startling, her eyes went wider as the delightful spasm of pleasure shook her. It felt so good that she couldn't stop. The finger pressed in against her clenched muscles and wiggled. Her other fingers pressed and toyed at the pulsing clitoris as she gritted her teeth and pressed again.
"Agggghhh!" The small groan of pain echoed in her head as the finger pressed past the muscle and sunk into her virgin anus. She felt the sharp little pains darting through her, accompanied by a strange, pulsing pleasure.
As she pressed the twisting, flexing finger deeper she babbled to herself. "Perverted whore, ahhh!! Cock sucker, baby fucker! Freak...." But the names only seemed to rouse her even more. She felt a sudden burst of pleasure as her climax swept up and over her. She moaned and sighed. One finger rapidly rolling her excited clit as the other lashed and tore at her quivering anus!!
Later, as she scrubbed at her hands trying to wash away the guilt, she was so ashamed of her animal behavior that she couldn't look at herself in the mirror over the sink!
"This is insane!" she told herself. "I'm a grown woman, an adult, and I've been acting like a cat in heat!! Well, it's going to stop right now. No more of this!"
That evening, as she sat in her car by the trees waiting for Terry, she felt strong and resolute. She may have lost her mind for a while, but she was fine now! The boy's sudden appearance at the door startled her, throwing her off balance.
"Hey, wake up, Mrs. Taylor! What's the matter? Did I scare you?" He was in the car and had the door shut behind him before she could even think of a response. It wasn't until she felt his hand on her bare thigh that she could find any words.
"Uh... Terry. Stop a minute I... I want to talk to you. It's very important."
The boy stopped for a moment, but he didn't take his hand away from her.
"I've been thinking today, about us, and..." She felt her tongue falter and thicken as she stared at the boy. He was calmly shaking his head.
"Sandy, you've come up with this 'we can't go on' routine before and nothing's changed. You aren't going to quit. You like cock too much to quit and we both know it!"
The hand on her thigh gripped her hard. She felt her fine resolve melting and flowing away under the hard touch.
By the time his hand had moved up her thighs and a strong finger pressed in against her panties, the only thing she could think of was how foolish it was to have worn panties here tonight!
"You love this. You know you do, go on and admit it." The finger twirled up against her swelling mound. She felt the answer being forced out of her by the full surge of sensation welling up in her cunt.
"Ahhh! Oh Terry, I never said I didn't love it, it's just that I... Ohhh!!" The jabbing finger found her button again and all she could do was sigh as she felt the juices gushing from the hairy opening, wetting the crotch of her sheer panties.
"Let's go to the cabin. You can show me how much you love it!"
She didn't want to go. Her moral voice was trying to rally her, but the jolts of sexual pleasure that tore through her blotted out any resistance she felt. Her hand turned the key and pulled the car away from the curb. Terry's hand was still working under her skirt.
As she drove she was aware of the shakiness of her legs. A finger found the streaming opening to her vagina. She heard the deep grunt that squeezed out of her lips as he roughly jabbed in and out of her.
She forced herself to concentrate on driving as he tormented her. All she needed was an accident because a boy was playing with her!
"Terry, honey! Can't you wait? You're driving me crazy!" His only response was a violent series of strokes that buried his finger up to his knuckle. She was making a steady whining sound as she turned the car and headed down the side road toward the cabin.
He kept one finger buried deep in her, his free hand slid up and down her bare thighs, tickling and teasing her, sending more ripples of excitement through her trembling body.
He didn't leave her until they were at the gate. She drove faster than usual, spattering gravel everywhere. Terry must have run hard to catch her because he was there when she shut off the motor.
The light flashed as he opened the door and she saw the strange look in his eyes as he pulled her from the car. He stayed next to her as they hurried inside. He had pulled up her skirt and his hand clutched her soft bottom as they walked.
Inside, she barely had time to shut the door before she felt his hand find her arm and she was being propelled down the hall to the bedroom. The door banged in the dark and they were there!
She stood still in the darkness listening to the heavy thudding of her heart. A wild excitement was surging in her blood. There was something unusual tonight. A mindless sexual thing!
The small light snapped on and the boy was almost tearing at his clothes as he came at her. Sandra was caught up in the excitement and she found her fingers working at the buttons of her blouse.
Her mind was almost a blank. Nothing mattered but the boy and the lovely hard organ between his legs. As she stripped off her clothing, her eyes never left his body. When he began pulling at his jeans, she was so excited she was afraid she might come before he had a chance to even touch her! As the jeans fell to his feet, her eyes feasted on the smooth ivory pole that was standing out from his lean belly. He stood naked in front of her as she tugged at her panties, she heard the fabric tear but she didn't care, she had to be naked with him! At last she stood naked. They stared at each other but Sandy's need was so strong that she couldn't stand still.
"Terry," she whined, "fuck me, darling. Lay me on the bed and fuck me until I faint!" Her arms reached out but he wasn't ready yet.
"Sure I'll fuck you, Mrs. Taylor. But first I want to be certain you really want it." For a short moment she was stunned. Want it? Her body was practically steaming!!
Strong fingers found her shoulders and she was on her way to her knees even before she knew what was happening. When her face rubbed against the hard stalk of his prick, she was more than willing. Anything, just so long as he put that firm tube up into her cunt and put out the flames that ate at her!
His hand pressed against the back of her neck as her open mouth blindly sought the pulpy tip of his prick. There it was!
She grunted in her throat as a twitch of his hips drove his hot cock deep into her mouth. A heavy shudder of pleasure shook her. Sucking the hard young prick satisfied some terrible need she felt. She sucked and slobbered at the thick intruder as it mashed down against her tongue. Terry wasn't passive tonight. His lean young hips moved back and forth. He was fucking her mouth! Using the wet, red oval of her pursed lips as a vagina. She whimpered in protest when she felt it being jerked away from her.
"Lick it, Sandy, give it a tongue bath." The fingers at her neck urged her on as her wet tongue worked down the pulsing shaft. When she got to his balls she licked and sucked at them, making the flesh feel slick and slippery. "Yea, that's it," he muttered and he pulled her even closer and raised himself slightly. Sandra felt her tongue wiggle back along the cord until she reached the root. Again she felt the strange urge to lick his anus! As if he could read her mind, Terry pressed forward, hard. For a few seconds she shivered and her kneeling body jerked as she wormed her tongue up against the tight opening!
She wasn't certain she was pleased as he pulled back a little and guided her mouth back to the hard head of his cock.
As she sucked and gobbled at him, her head made a rapid bobbing motion. She was puzzled for a moment when he shifted positions, but when she felt his shin press up against her wet pussy, she understood.
Moaning and grunting she pressed her crotch against his leg, her pelvis mashing up against it. She clung to him, exciting her burning clitoris against his shin while her mouth gulped and swallowed the tube of cock flesh.
The grip on the back of her neck changed and she realized that Terry was pulling her up, forcing her to her feet. She was content where she was and for a moment she resisted.
"Up on the bed Mrs. Taylor... come on, I thought you wanted to get fucked!"
She felt his strong hands under her arms and she was almost thrown up on the bed. She wiggled around and spread her thighs she was so hot! Terry was scrambling up between her legs. She couldn't take her eyes off his wet pole as it swayed back and forth. It was wet because it had been in her mouth! She shivered with delight when she thought of it. He brought the red tip up and she whimpered as she felt it rub along her wet furrow and bump up against her swollen clitoris.
"Honey," she moaned softly as she ran her fingers up and down the pulsing shaft, "don't tease me tonight. Fuck me right away, darling, and I'll do anything you want later. But you have to put it in me now!!" She hated herself for begging like this, but she wanted it so badly she'd go crazy if he didn't help her put out this fire!
Terry didn't answer her but she felt the thick head move. Her fingers trembled as they guided it to her seeping opening. Her entire body jerked when his cockhead shouldered its way up her sex channel, spreading the silky tissue, making room for itself in her body.
Terry was suddenly gentle with her and Sandy glowed with well being as he slowly forced the thick cock up into her. His hands lifted her thighs as the pole slid into her. His breath was warm on her neck.
It was so good! She murmured and sighed in his ear as she felt the welcome pressure of him against the rippling walls of her slick sheath. Her fingernails traced little paths along the skin of his shoulders, not scratching, just denting the surface.
Finally he was all the way in her. She moaned softly when the thick column of the root pressed firmly against her swollen love bud. The pressure sent ripples of pleasure out through her body and they burst like little rainbows in her fevered mind.
"You feel so tight," the boy muttered as he slowly withdrew the thick cock, only to press it back into her again. Again and again he made the slow, tantalizing movements. Each stroke was better than the last. Each slow stroke drove her hunger to a higher pitch. A round ball of pleasure hit her reeling mind and bruised what little self control she had.
She heard her voice gibber and mumble at Terry, the sound was strained and rough. It almost hurt to talk. He raised himself as he stroked in and out of her clinging cunt. She looked down her body and watch as the white staff appeared and disappeared between the swollen lips of her wet box. She shivered with pleasure as she saw the shining pole enveloped in the wet hold of her sex. It made the thrilling sensations even more brilliant when she could see. She'd never really watched herself being fucked before!
Terry hooked one arm under her knee and lifted, a groan of joy forced its way from her lips as she felt the thick tip bump against the neck of her womb. It felt strange to have her thigh lifted so high. She felt helpless as the boy-cock speared into her. She didn't resist when he lifted the other thigh, bending her almost double as he lunged in at her, stretching her willing cunt lips.
"Faster," she moaned, "fuck me faster, darling, tear me up with your cock!!" She was pleased to hear his answering groan as his body rose and fell over hers.
Each stroke of his prick made her shudder. She'd been so close to an orgasm before he entered her that she was popping and crackling now! The deep sexual heat radiated through her. Her animal needs rose up in her, begging to be satisfied.
The boy pulled back again and she waited for him to thunder back up into her, but he didn't!
His voice was harsh and strained as he made his demand. "Roll over and lift your ass."
She'd forgotten about that!
"I said roll over!"
She heard the command in his voice and remembered the stinging spanking she'd received for being slow the last time. Whimpering, Sandy quickly rolled over on her face and offered her lush bottom. She sighed with pleasure as his firm meat found the opening and slid into her. The full feel of Terry's cock gliding up her vagina was so good she had to wiggle her hips with an excess of excitement.
He was moving slower now, each stroke was deliberate and powerful. The impact of his hard body against her bottom sent shock waves through her making her flesh shudder as it passed.
She was startled when he caught her hand in his. He pulled the hand back until it was between her thighs, her fingers brushing against her wet mound.
"Play with yourself," he demanded and rubbed her limp fingers back and forth over her throbbing clitoris. "Do it," the voice insisted.
She knew it was vile and lewd, but Sandy couldn't help obeying. The suggestion was too strong! The feeling was too good! She groaned as her eager fingers found the slick button and stroked it. It was so nice; his rigid prick deep inside her as her fingers petted her clit!
Something warned her and she glanced over at the mirror and found the boy avidly staring at her as she panted and wiggled under him. Her moral voice came to life for a moment as she realized he was watching her masturbate while he screwed her! A blush of shame crossed her face, but she couldn't stop, she needed this so badly!
Even as she stared back at him, Sandy saw his hand slip up under her and wet a finger in the dribble that ran down her thighs. She trembled because she knew what was coming, but she couldn't protest, or look away.
Slowly he withdrew the wet finger and slipped it in between the velvet cheeks of her bottom. She bit her lips when it pressed against the crinkled opening. Why am I letting him do this to me? She moaned as the slick fingertip pressed harder and she felt the muscle weakening.
All this time his prick was still ramming in and out of her and her fingers worked back and forth over her own hot clit. She felt the small jolts of pleasure coming closer and knew that she was going to come!
The firm pressure of Terry's finger in her rear finally won out and she gasped at the pain as it wormed around in her, stretching and loosening her tight anus. This time she was aware when she felt the little bursts of pain turned into jolts of pleasure. What was happening to her?
As the finger sank deeper into her pulsing rectum, she felt the slick meat of his cock filling her greedy vagina. Just a few more delicious strokes and she'd come! She pulled hard at her small clit. She had to climax, she had to have a release from these terrible tensions!
"Ahhhiiiiieeee!!" She screamed as she felt the madness of her orgasm rip at her mind. Her body thrashed and bucked under the boy, her nipples stung as they rubbed on the rough bedspread. It was too much! The hard cock battered at her slobbering cunt, the finger turned and twisted in her bowels. She felt her mind being torn loose from reality as spasm after monstrous spasm of sensation lifted her and spun her out in a dizzy whirl.
Sandra was only vaguely aware when Terry began to groan and pant. She winced when he pulled the punishing finger from her anus and used both hands to crush her soft ass up against his belly. Spurt after spurt of his hot seed spilled into her as she made a strange, nonstop, humming sound. There was no up or down, no pain or pleasure. She floated on a cloud of exhausted passion, her mind a total void.
When she finally swam back to awareness she didn't know where she was! Then she heard Terry's even breathing and turned her head. He was sleeping. She stared at his handsome face and the clean lines of his body. There was a small thrill of pride when she saw him. She was proud that she could attract such a good looking male youth!
As her eyes traveled down his body, she felt the small aftershocks of her orgasm and realized that she was hungry for more, no matter how good it had been before! Lovingly, she stared at the limp organ that lay across his thigh. A small drop of milky come trembled in the one blind eye of the head and she wanted to suck it into her hungry mouth.
When she realized what she was thinking, she tore her hungry eyes away from him and stared at the ceiling. Why was she so eager to suck Terry? She couldn't help remembering again how excited she'd been when her brother's friend had put his in her mouth when she was eleven. She'd felt so important and grown up when they had let her play with them. Even when they went into the garage and showed her their hard young pricks. She was eager and interested when someone suggested she could prove how grownup she was by sucking the thing.
Sandy couldn't repress the small shudder of excitement she felt when she remembered how strange and scary it had been when she first felt the wide head slip through her lips and press down on her tongue! She could recall how proud and superior she'd felt, playing with her big brother and his friend. She would have submitted to anything for the honor. Even when he grabbed her head and shot that hot come in her mouth it was exciting!
She remembered how she had coughed and spit in surprise when it first spurted against the roof of her little mouth, but she learned and soon she was sucking and swallowing all the rest. That had been an exciting day, she'd done it twice for the boy and once for Tommy, her brother! Even now she felt the first stirrings of excitement when she thought of it. Was that the reason she liked to mouth and suck Terry, because it reminded her of that very first experience?
Moving quietly, she let her hand rest gently on the semi-hard rod and rotated her palm over it gently. She was still confused and a little afraid of the overwhelming desire she had been feeling. It was this boy and this cock that had been the father of those desires. She wasn't certain if she loved him for it, or hated him.
Terry muttered softly in his sleep and moved a little. She stopped rubbing for a moment, content to feel the organ under her hand stir and grow a little. When he settled down again, she returned to the slow stroking motion, feeling the drop of sticky come rub against the smooth flesh of her palm.
She was so engrossed in her stroking and toying with his prick that she didn't notice his hand move until the fingers caught hold of her hanging nipple and squeezed. She gasped with surprise and pleasure as she felt the fingers milking at her full breast and rubbed the stiffening cock even harder.
"You really have a bad case today, don't you Sandy?" She heard a strange tone in his voice but she couldn't deny the truth of what he said. Snuggling up close to him she began to whisper hotly in his ear.
"Darling, I'm a wild woman today. I have to have more of you or I'll burst. Get hard again Terry and you can fuck me until I faint. Any way, anything you want, just feed me your fat prick!"
She was a little abashed at the vulgar way she put it but she was pleased at the results. The stalk under her hand stiffened a bit more and she could see his pulse pick up in a vein at his temple.
The fingers that still held her nipple tightened and began to pull down. "Suck my balls a little and maybe I can help you." The words were crude and she was a little offended but, looking down, she saw the furry lumps of his testicles, saw the tight pink skin under the hairs and her mouth began to water.
She allowed her head to be pulled down until she lay across his spread thighs, her open mouth pressed against the hardening staff of his organ. She couldn't let the boy order her around, or let him think that she would allow any vile thing that he could think up! But she couldn't force herself to refuse this. The balls looked so inviting and her wet tongue licked out and bathed them.
Slowly she moved down until she was laying directly between his thighs, laying on her belly as she gently sucked and rolled the fat balls around on her tongue. Each motion of her head, each motion of her working tongue was sending small signals of excitement down her body. The pool of excitement between her wet thighs was growing and boiling. He had barely touched her and she was already so hot that she could cry! She sucked and licked at him, her tongue worked back up under his balls and worried the thick vein of his root back and forth. He lifted his thighs slightly and she saw his crinkled anus. Her whole body shook as she rammed her tongue up against it and wet it with her saliva. She felt the lips of her cunt opening and getting wet again and knew that she would beg for it if he didn't pull her up and fuck her soon!
Just as she thought that, she thrilled to feel his strong hands under her arms as he pulled her up to his level. He could read the helpless desire that was on her face. She didn't have to tell him how much she needed it!
The boy reached behind him and pulled up a pillow and placed it in the middle of the bed. Strong hands helped her shaking body roll over until she lay with the pillow under her belly, forcing her round bottom up in the air. Even as she spoke she knew what the answer would be. She'd known it all along, but had simply denied it to herself. "What are you going to do Terry?" Her voice sounded small and childlike, even to her. "Please honey, what are you going to do to me?"
"I'm going to fuck your ass, Mrs. Taylor. You want it, I can tell, and so do I! I'm going to fuck your ass till you're flying!!"
For a few seconds she tried to resist, but he was on top of her and held her down easily. She felt her thighs being pushed apart by his knees and she was open to him.
As he lowered himself on her and let the stiff shaft of his cock press in between her spread cheeks, she began to cry, large tears of fear gathered in her eyes and ran down her nose. She couldn't help it, it was so frightening!
"Stop the phony crying, Sandy," he said. His tone was hard as he wiggled up against her tighter. She shuddered when she felt the head squeeze in between the lips of her vagina for a little while she hoped that he was going to give up and fuck her the right way but that wasn't it. He only stayed in her long enough to make his prick wet and slick, then he pulled back and she felt the hard tip nuzzle up against her tender anus!
"Terry, please, it's too big. You'll hurt me honey. Please don't fuck me in the ass," she pleaded and wiggled, trying to evade the pressure she felt at her nether opening. The boy ignored her and continued to bore in. There was a blinding flash of pain as he found the center and shoved. "Aghhhgg, honey, it hurts," she whimpered, her voice muffled against the bedding. "Please don't shove it up meeeeiiii!!!!!" She felt the scream tear loose from her as the thick head of his cock popped past the tight ring of muscle and enter her rectum!!
Her lush body bucked and thrashed as she felt him cramming inch after thick inch of his cock up her stretched anus. It was so large, it felt like he was shoving a huge pole up into her. Her thighs vibrated and shook as she felt the unnatural fullness, felt the terrible presence of this intruder in her bowels.
"Damn you are tight!!" The boy's explosive comment shamed her, made her feel like some sort of animal. She was being raped and she couldn't stop it. He had pushed his nasty boy's prick up her virgin anus and was raping her there!!
At last she felt the last bit of his flesh cram itself into her and the furry balls bounced gently against her spread cunt lips. She had it all; she'd taken the full length of his cock up her ass!! A strange sort of pride flowed through Sandy, and she was almost ready for the ripping sensation as he began to slowly pull it out. He only pulled it out a few inches then cruelly pushed it back in again. Her belly shook with the force of the blow and she had to moan and shake her bottom. He pulled back again, a little more than before and she squealed as she felt the thick bar of flesh ram back up into her bowels, making room for itself in her body.
Within moments he was plunging in and out of her in a regular rhythm. She felt the terrible pain of her stretching anus and the pull on her muscles. Her toes spread out and clawed at the bedspread. It was wild and terrible and she felt her mind spin and threaten to leave her. Something was happening deep inside of her. She tried to deny it and pretend it wasn't happening but at last she had to moan again, a different moan; deep inside the pain was a glowing coal of pleasure and she fought against admitting that she loved it!!