Chapter 9
Opening day! The calliope was sounding off at the end of the Midway, even though the gates wouldn't officially open for another hour. A balloon was tethered just inside the main entrance arch, giving five minute rides up five hundred feet into the sky for two bucks a ticket. It was a special gimmick, here for just this weekend.
Jesus, Wilbur, I did it! Everything's copasetic, ready to roll-and the weather is beautiful! The cars are already pulling into the parking lots-you'd think we were giving away free pussy with every five bucks worth of ride coupons!
Her cunt was aching, both from the tremendous amount of fucking yesterday and from the fact that Jack had not shown up this morning for his toss at her.
Dirty shit-eating bastard! Thinks he owns my twat! Serve him right if I never give him another smell!
Now she could hear the boys, all six of them; they were in the apartment changing into their peppermint striped blazers and bright red slacks. Now one of the boys sounded off on his horn, a wild blast that had the rest of them busting with laughter.
I wonder if they've been comparing notes? I know Dave talked to Phil, and I suppose Phil couldn't wait to tell him everything that happened-but have the others spilled the beans? Then, Shit! I don't care if they do tell each other. I just want to get my cunt around Billy's cock! He's the last of the six, and once I've milked him I'll have had the whole goddamn band!
The apartment door opened, and they were coming out now, pushing and shoving each other just like any kids excited about a big day. The boys looked at her now, grins on their faces; there was nothing showing to tell anybody that they might be thinking about the feel of fucking their boss.
"All set, boys?"
"We sure are!" said Jerry. "Want us to give you a private concert?"
Not with those horns, honey-I want the horns in your pants! "No, thanks. I don't want you blasting the walls out of the place. Keep your horn playing outdoors."
"Well, we gotta get down to the bandstand," said Jerry. "Mr. Hargren wants to go over the program with us again."
So bastard Jack is here-and hiding. Is he afraid of me? Or afraid of what he might do to me?
"Well, you better get moving, then. Oh, Billy-will you stay a couple of minutes? I need a hand moving some of this stuff down into the office."
"Okay, Mrs. Love." Jesus, here it comes-she is going after my ass! Now what the fuck do I do? Shit, I ought to get the fuck out of here -but the other guys all said they loved it! But I don't know what to do! And I don't fucking want them to know that!
The boy was fourteen, the same age as Phil and Tim. He had long blond hair cascading down to his shoulders, so fine that the individual strands almost floated in the air. His features were finely chiseled, without a trace of hair or even down on his cheeks. Yet he was tall for his age, with a well-developed body.
Shit! I hope he's got hair on his cock! Mabel felt her cunt juices beginning to stir, and squeezed her thighs together, as though that would still the itching that was coming from the area of her asshole.
"What do you want me to do, Mrs. Love?"
"Hmmmm?" She dropped the piece of paper she had picked up, not even knowing what it was. "Oh, just give me a hand-there's no hurry. I'm really excited, aren't you?"
The boy was no more than three paces away from her, his hand on the back of the couch; now Mabel went to him, taking him in her arms and squeezing him.
"I'm so happy, Billy!"
The boy felt the breasts pushing against his blazer, forcing it up-those beautiful big boobs the other boys had described as being so incredible. He started to reach up to touch them, even though his upper arms were trapped in Mabel's grasp. Then he hesitated, looking straight into her eyes as she relaxed her grip.
"Mrs. Love? I'm hip-I know what you want me to do."
"Oh?" Wise-ass little bastard! You sound like you're going to grow into another Jack bastard! "What's that, Billy? What do I want you to do?"
It was embarrassing for him to say it. Jesus, I never had any trouble putting it to the girls in school! All you gotta do is say drop your drawers, and they're jumping to fall down for you! "You know," he said. ". . . screwing around."
"Screwing, Billy? You mean screwing in the old-fashioned sense-like fucking?" She was enjoying his discomfiture.
"Yeah, that." He shrugged, looking away. "Whatever you want-I'll do it."
"Suppose I tell you to get down on your knees and kiss my ass?"
"Shit, no!" The boy was shocked. "That isn't what you made the other guys do!"
So the bastards did talk! Might have known they wouldn't be able to keep a secret this juicy. Worse fucking gossips than old women!
"What did I make the other guys do, Billy?"
"You know," he said. "Why do I have to say it?"
"Because I want to hear the words come from your lips. I like to hear boys talk dirty."
"Yeah?" Shit, maybe she is crazy! "Okay, you want me to fuck you and you want to suck my cock. Is that enough fuckin' around?"
"In a hurry to get to the action?"
"Shit, yes! My cock has been hard for twenty minutes, just thinking about it! Can we do it now?"
Mabel clucked her tongue. "I should send your dirty little ass right down the stairs, Billy-but I always was softhearted. I can't stand to see a boy suffer such a terrible thing as a hard-on. Let's see how quick you can get your ass out of those clothes."
"Sure! Anything you say!"
He hurried, but he was careful with the uniform of the band, folding the pants neatly across the back of the couch and shaking the jacket inside out before adding it to the pile.
In a minute he was in only shorts, his cock standing hard; Mabel was glad to see that he matched the other boys in that department, not the world's biggest, but one sufficiently large enough to satisfy her needs.'
"Okay, that's far enough, Billy."
"Huh?"
"I'll take care of the rest. Now come here. I want you to undress me."
He came to her eagerly. As always Mabel was wearing nothing under her skirt and blouse except for the garter belt-although in honor of today's occasion, the blouse was properly demure. Can't shock the fucking paying customers-shit, maybe I should open a whorehouse here and have paying fucking customers. Better yet, I'll open a stud house-and these kids will be my studs! The cunt will come from six counties around just to cum around these sweet fucking boy cocks!
Billy wet his lips. Holy Christ-look at those fucking tits! His hands had the blouse unbuttoned, and now he was slipping it from her arms. The guys didn't lie one goddamn bit! I've never seen anything so fucking beautiful!
His nuts were aching now, his cock a burning shaft of iron, hurting for the need to be buried in her. Sweat beaded out on his forehead as he found the opening to her skirt, unzipped it, lifted it down for Mabel to step out of it. The boy folded her things as neatly as he had his own, and placed them on the couch next to his own.
Oh, God! Those fucking legs are something else! I've never seen anything this good in Playboy! I hope I don't cum just from sticking it in!
Now Mabel was dropping to her knees, her face against his crotch, feeling the outline of his cock and its heat burning against her cheek.
"Ahhhh, Christ!" She moaned the words low, the boy not making them out, and was working her ass around against her heels, her cunt gaping open, eager for his joy stick to come charging in. And now she was putting her lips to his balls, pressing up on them through the fabric of the shorts even as her hands were tugging the underpants down from his hips until they were bunched against the obstruction of her face. The head of his cock was waving in the air now as she worked her hands under his buttocks, feeling the tube that ran from his asshole all the way up into his cock. Her fingers were probing at his balls, and now it was the boy who could not keep his passion restrained.
"Oh, Jesus! Please, Mrs. Love! For Christ fucking sake-do it! Do it!"
She tugged his shorts all the way down with one quick jerk now, and looked up at the shaft of his cock waving around above her face, jumping from the tension in his groin. It was long and red, a sweet-looking lollipop that she wanted to taste. The blond hairs around his cock were almost invisible, almost transparent against his skin, as she rose far enough to capture his cock in her lips, sucking all the way down on it in one smooth motion that had the boy fucking against her face as he felt the cooling lips firing his hot prick almost beyond bearing.
"Oh Christ! Aggghhhhh Jesus! Sweet loving fuck! Jeeesus fuck! Suck meeeeee!"
Mabel knew that the boy was already to the point of exploding, and she stopped; then considered that she might as well get this first fast one out of the way. Then she could take her time drawing the second load to her own satisfaction. She sucked down dry him again, taking him all the way into her throat, the boy quivering as he felt her pressure and her sucking against the flesh of his cock. Her hands were pulling his ass all of the way into her mouth now, as though she were trying to pull the cock from his body by nothing more than the strength of her sucking. And now he felt the first spurting shooting out of his stick, rising before he could give warning, tearing from the channel in a silent cool explosion of relief that was tempered by her lips as they kept on sucking, kept on drawing against his meat, pulling him inside out as stars danced in his head and his whole body quivered with the joy of blowing his wad deep into her loving fucking body.
"Agggggghhhh Christ! Suck me, suck me, suck me, cum, cum, cummminnngggggggggg! I am cumminnnngggggggggg!"
Mabel began to work against him with all the force in her lips, throwing herself back and forth on his shaft until the boy's tight nuts were banging against her chin with each down-stroke, her noise battered from banging into his groin. He came once, twice, again, the cream spurting deep into her throat, filling her belly, passing over her tonsils untasted. And it wasn't enough: she wanted more, she wanted to be drowning in cum-boy cum, the cum from her boys, the boys in her band. All six of their wonderful cocks belonged to her now, and to her alone. She knew that she could have them any time she wanted them, that they would drop their pants and fall for her into whatever position she wanted, giving her all of the cum in their balls and the love in their cocks.
"Please!" The boy was trying to draw away from her now, pull his cock free, but she wasn't ready to let him go. This was her food, her need, her liquor, she was drunk on Billy's cum, transported to a high she had never imagined.
Oh fuck! Sweet Jesus fucking, Wilbur! It's beautiful! It's shitting good, it's fucking great! The whole world should know this, have a taste of this! I hope wherever the fuck you are you have pretty young girls to suck and fuck the way I'm sucking and fucking my boys. MY boys, Wilbur! They belong to me, every fucking one of them! Shit on Jack Hargren. Shit on all men! I don't need fucking men when I've got fucking boys!
Billy was sagging against her, knees weakened by the fury of his cumming, drained of energy. At last she took pity on him and pulled back from his cock, letting the now-limp tube slip from her lips to dangle across the swollen bulge of his aching balls.
The boy's shorts were tangled about his ankles. Mabel lifted his feet to pull them off, then stood, taking Billy's weight against her body, letting him sag between her tits, face pressed into her soft flesh. Her arms were around him, patting him.
"You okay, honey?"
"Yeah." The word was ragged as it escaped from his lips, almost a sigh. "Jesus, that was beautiful, Mrs. Love! I've never had anything at all like that!"
"Have you been fucked before?"
"Sure!" He looked up the swell of her tits. "Hasn't everybody?"
Mabel laughed. "Honey, you wouldn't believe how many people are walking around the world unfucked--adults, not just kids. Shit, there's probably more kids screwing today than there are adults. In my time, which wasn't so very long ago, all the kids talked about doing it, but goddamn few of them had the guts to actually go ahead and fuck."
"Did you fuck then?"
She shrugged, the lifting of her breasts making his chin bob up and down. "I thought I did-but I didn't learn about real fucking until I met Wilbur. My husband," she added. "I thought he was the greatest at plain and imagine fucking-but you kids are teaching me fancies that Wilbur and I never even dreamed of!"
"We're good, huh?"
"Honey, I don't want you to get a swelled head-I want all the swelling to stay in your cock-but you boys are the fucking best!" , Now at the compliments she was paying his cock was rising again, standing between her legs, probing up toward her bush and the mound just beyond it. Billy's ass twitched, and he humped up-and his cock slipped into the channel an inch. Mabel shivered at the touch, her whole body quivering.
"Not here, Billy-I don't want you to fuck me standing up! In on the bed."
He withdrew reluctantly, and they hurried into the other room, dropping onto the bed together, laying facing each other, his arms going up to touch those beautiful tits, worshipping them as he caressed them.
"Suck my titties!"
He slid down until his lips were at the proper level and drew the first nipple in between his teeth. He tried sucking her as she had his cock, but the tit wasn't big enough to fill him properly. So he opened his mouth wider, taking as much of her tit flesh as he could manage in, sucking her that way.
Oh sweet loving fucking Heaven! Yeahaggghhhhhh! Christ, yeah-suck me, Billy! Suck me!
"The other one, Billy-suck them both! Jesus, I wish you had two mouths, could suck both of my tits at the same time! Suck me!"
Oh Mama! I remember your titties, Mama -I remember you feeding me! Why did you stop, Mama? I want to suck your titties all of my life! Just because Aunt Susan caught you feeding me after I came home from First Grade that day was no reason to stop! You loved it just as much as I do! I want to suck you, Mama-I want to fuck you! Please, let me fuck you!
Billy groaned, wishing that Mabel was his Mama, his cock slipping between her thighs. He was swollen larger than ever before, and the touch of her dry skin was enough to make him shiver, send darts of pain straight into his guts.
"Please," he said, speaking around her tit. "Please!-can we do it now? Can we fuck now?"
Oh Wilbur! Fuck yes! Sweet fucking boy cocks all in a row! They're gonna fill me, Wilbur, until there is nothing inside of me but boy cock! Jesus!
"Yes! Yes, fuck me, Billy! Fuck me! Shove your cock all the way into me, make me feel your cock in me! Make me know you're fucking me!"
She was turning on her back now, carrying the boy up with her, over her, until he was lying on top of her, his cock battering against the opening to her cunt as his face pressed down on the top of her tits. He moved the one breast up until he could draw the nipple between his teeth, and then he was shoving his cock all of the way into her, reaching bottom on the very first stroke.
Oh Mama! I'm fucking you, Mama! I'm riding on top of your titties, my cock sticking into your cunt, my ass pushing between your legs! It's beautiful, Mama, just like I always knew it would be! I'm gonna fuck you all the time from now on, Mama! To Hell with Aunt Susan and her dirty mind-she probably hasn't fucked Uncle Henry in twenty years! And to Hell with your boyfriends-you don't need boyfriends any more, Mama! You've got Billy and Billy's got his cock to feed you! It will be beautiful, Mama, just like I always dreamed you and me alone, with nobody else to bother us, to horn in on us!
Mabel humped against the boy, and he began stroking in on her, rising up as he came into her, pushing the length of his cock all the way through the soft channel, feeling her juices boiling as he fired her to the greatest intensity of desire. She was milking his cock, her cunt pressing in on it, working against it as he slid back out until only the head was pointed right, held there by her muscles. Then he thrust in again, riding down into her wonderful meaty mass of woman-flesh.
Oh Mama! Sweet fucking Mama! Billy's fucking you now! Feel me, Mama-feel my cock all the way inside your pussy, feel me working my balls so I can fill you with my cum! I want your cum too, Mama! I want you to flood me, drown me, swallow me all the way into your pussy! I don't ever want to be outside your pussy again!
Mabel felt the boy cock expanding within her cunt walls and knew that he was close to throwing his cum-and she felt now the warning that meant she would unleash her own responses. This was the first cumming of the day for her, and it was going to be great, a high trip into the joys of pure fucking love.
Oh Wilbur! How can I stand it? I love them all love every one of their beautiful cocks! I want them all fucking me at the very same instant, want all six boy cocks in my cunt at the same time! It's great, it's heaven-oh Jesus I'm cumming!
"Fuck me, Billy! Fuck me hard! Give me everything you've got! Fuck meeeeeee!"
"I am!" he cried. "I am, Mama!"
She did not hear his words. She only knew that he was redoubling his efforts, throwing his entire strength against her as he pushed in and pulled out, riding on the friction of his cock against her cunt, carried up into the impossible world of his dreams come true. Billy no longer knew where he was, who he was fucking-he only knew the tremendous sensation building in his balls, expanding through his groin and up into his chest, and from there out through his entire body, his legs, his arms, his feet, his hands, his toes, his fingers, and at last into his head, reaching his brain, blowing the roof out of his mind.
"Aggggghhhh, Christ! I'm cumming, Mama! Billy's cumming into your cunt! My cock's cumming cumming cumming! I feel it! I feel it now! I can't hold it, Mama! Jesus sweet fucking Jesus Mamaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Mabel's hands raked at the boy's back as she redoubled her own fucking efforts, riding with him, the first spurt of his cream releasing her own pent-up explosion, her cum shooting down her passage and around the thrusting blocking cock, backing up to fill her cunt, fill her womb until at last the pressure was too much and the walls of the passage expanded to let her fluids move past the cock. Her cum was mixed now with his cum, the two together flooding out of their bodies and carrying them to the peak of their excitement and their pleasure.
"Jesus . . . " She tried to draw the boy cock all the way into her body, her cunt trying to sever it from its roots, swallow it whole.
"Fucking . . The boy threw himself down against her, rode into her, filling her with his cock, his balls, his whole body.
"Christ . . It's too much, Wilbur! I can't take it! I can't stand it! It's killing me! Fuck! Oh Jesus, fuck! Oh fuck meeeeeee!
"Mama . . . " I'm fucking you, Mama! Billy's fucking you! You wanted me, you taught me how to jerk off, told me that sex between two people was the most beautiful thing in the world! But you wouldn't fuck me-and now I'm fucking you! It's everything you said it would be, Mama! It's wonderful, fucking wonderful!
"Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck me, Billy-fuck meeeeee!"
"Oh fuck! I'm fucking you, Mama! I'm fucking you!"
They were cumming, exploding, thrown together until the two bodies became for an instant one, feeling the other's heartbeat, the other's aching, the other's dreams. They rode on and on, fucking together, fucking against each other, until at last their bodies collapsed, no longer able to bear the strain, no longer able to keep up the movements, no longer able to draw upon exhausted strength and exhausted reservoirs of cum.
Oh sweet fucking Jesus! Sweet fucking . . .