Chapter 6

Helen and Ted stood about a foot apart. Their hips were swaying suggestively, Helen's lush loins putting on a much better show than Ted's lean hips. She shimmied closer to him, the pointed tips of her big tits brushing against his arms. Her green eyes glinted through the cloud of coppery hair half-covering her lovely face.

They were dancing. Night two of the annual company bash. All around them on the big dimly-lit floor other couples swayed and writhed in mating ritual. Somewhere across the room Sue and Harry were dancing.

Ted was a little worried about that. He'd noticed the way Harry had been looking at Sue, like a wolf smelling raw meat.

Fortunately, Helen's presence took his mind off the possibility of Harry making a play for his wife. The nearness of her big sexy body made little beads of sweat pop out on the young husband's brow, and not from the dancing.

Ted remembered the sounds coming from Harry and Helen's room the night before. His eyes kept flicking up and down Helen's body, wondering what she looked like when she fucked. Probably pretty damned good. His cock lurched in his pants at the thought of having Helen writhing naked underneath him. Staring down at the tight crotch of her pants, he forgot all about Harry and Sue.

That was the way Helen had planned it. "Leave it to me," she'd told the doubting Harry. I'll get Ted away from Sue. Then, the rest is up to you."

She didn't add that she intended to immobilize Ted by seducing him. Harry guessed anyhow, but discovered he didn't want to dwell on that aspect. He had to club his jealousy back into submission by imagining sweet blonde Sue, naked and excited, begging for his cock. Goddamn, he'd fill her cunt so full of hard hot meat she'd never forget him!

The day had gone smoothly enough, with all concerned tensely fencing with one another. Harry and Ted had gone fishing, while the women lay in the sun outside the cabin.

As they reeled in trout after fat trout, Harry regaled Ted with details of the night before. "I hope we didn't keep you folks awake," he said with a leer. "That damned Helen's after cock all the time. You ever hear of a snapping pussy? That's what she's got. Get a cock anywhere near it and it kind of reaches out and gobbles it up. Chomp!"

The grass on the other side of the fence began to look very green to Ted. He forgot about his wild night with Sue. That was now well-known territory. The idea of fucking Harry's beautiful wife took firmer possession of his greedy young soul.

Back at the cabin, Sue and Helen were lying side by side, on big towels laid down on the soft mountain grass. Both were wearing minimum bikinis, both admiring the other's body, Sue furtively, Helen with open aproval. They were lying on their stomachs, their tops untied, tits pressed down against the soft towels.

Once, when Sue started to roll over, clutching her bikini top to her breasts a little late, Helen caught a glimpse of Sue's full, richly-curved tit. A sudden impulse prompted her to reach out and touch the big, soft-looking orb. She held herself back with difficulty.

"Hey, here's a new one," she thought. "You're not becoming a lesbian are you, Helen baby?"

She decided she wasn't. But Sue was so damned sexy-looking and well.. . touchable, that she began to understand why Harry was so turned on by the girl.

When it was time for the dance, everyone at the cabin had grown more used to each other. While Sue was still a little uncomfortable around Harry, she no longer actively disliked him. She was even a little flattered when he asked her to dance. Sue loved to dance. It was one of the few things she'd done all her life in a completely uninhibited way. When she started her pneumatic young body gyrating, Harry's eyes popped. "Jesus!" he groaned to himself. "If I don't get in this little doll's pants, I'm gonna cut my throat!"

On the other side of the dance floor, Helen caught sight of Sue and Harry. She could see Harry's face shining with sweat as he tried to keep up with Sue's wild dancing. "I hope he doesn't have a heart attack," she thought with silent glee. She wondered why she was so anxious to have Harry in bed with Sue. To help their own marriage, she decided. Harry was at that age now where he could start doing crazy things over younger women. Helen wanted to be able to control when, where, and with whom it happened.

And, of course, there was the added bonus of Ted's strong young body. It was going to be a trip to get fucked by another man after all these years with Harry. Good years, but definitely time for a change. And it was going to be so easy. Ted was hanging like a ripe fig about to fall from the tree.

All she had to do was just reach out and pluck him.

"Hey . . . I'm tired," she said, suddenly stopping dancing. "It's hot in here. Let's go out and get us some air."

Ted was more than ready. He'd been desperately looking for a way to get Helen alone. Then he'd make his big play. Jesus, he hoped he didn't fuck things up! If Helen screamed outrage and indignation, he could kiss his job goodbye. And there would be Sue to answer to also. But Ted had been getting what he considered signals of encouragement from Helen. Either that or she was the biggest prick-tease who'd ever waved her gorgeous ass in a man's face.

Ted looked nervously back over his shoulder. To his relief, he saw that Sue was totally wrapped up in her dancing. She'd never miss him and Helen.

It was a beautiful, warm, starry night. On the way out, Helen and Ted each picked up a drink at the bar. They found a quiet spot outside under a tree. There was a three-quarter moon, bright in the thin mountain air. Its soft silvery light filtering down through the branches dappled Helen's lovely face. Her red hair glimmered in the moonlight.

"To the start of what might turn out to be a really interesting night,"Helen said, looking Ted straight in the eye as she raised her glass in a toast.

Ted eagerly clinked the edge of his glass against hers. "What the hell did she mean by that?" he wondered as they started to drink.

"Oh! Oh, God, I'm so clumsy!" Helen yelped as she purposely spilled her drink down the front of her blouse. She gritted her teeth as the cold liquid poured down into her cleavage.

Ted stood, shuffling his feet, wondering what to do. Was this going to blow the whole scene? He'd been just about ready to try kissing Helen. But now, shit, sh'd be in no mood for anything!

Helen shivered with the cold. "Ted ... I've got to get back to the cabin and change," she said. "Would you walk me there? I hate to go alone, through the dark."

"Sure," Ted replied, suddenly seeing renewed hope. Back at the cabin with Helen, no one else there ....

But after a few yards Helen stopped. "I... I think I've got a fucking ice cube down inside my bra," she said. "I'd better fish it out or my tits'll freeze!"

Right in front of Ted, Helen unbuttoned the top buttons of her blouse and reached her fingers down inside her bra. She fumbled around for a moment, the moonlight bright enough for Ted to see the resilient flesh of her big tits give under her probing fingertips.

"Damn! I just can't get the slippery bastard out!" Helen snorted in genuine frustration. The ice cube was cold! "Could you help? I'll just kind of stretch my bra outward and maybe you could reach down inside. My hands fit in at the wrong angle."

Oh, Jesus, Ted thought. This couldn't actually be happening. Helen was asking him to shove his hand down in between her tits! Damned if he'd pass up an opportunity like this!

Ted realized his cock was hardening in his pants as he slid his fingers down inside Helen's bra. She was stretching the semi-elastic garment out from her body. He saw the full-moon globes of her tits, then a moment later felt their softness against the back of his hand, cool now and wet from the spilled drink. But he sensed their latent warmth.

His fingers closed around the ice cube, but it squirted away. "Oooohhhhh!" Helen squealed. "It's freezing me! It's over to the side . . . grab it!"

The bra came out some more. Ted chased the offending piece of ice right into one of the cups. With a shock, he realized one of Helen's nipples, rigid now from the cold, was pressing firmly against his hand. He felt his own temperature rise. Swallowing nervously, he finally found the ice-cube, half-melted now, and fished it out of Helen's bra. His hand slid away from her swelling - tit reluctantly.

But other rewards lay ahead for Ted. After he'd fished the ice cube out of her bra, Helen shook her upper body irritably. "My blouse and bra are so wet!" she complained. "I'm afraid I'm going to get a chill. Hmmmmmm ... it's a warm enough night," she said, glancing around her, "and there's nobody around but us. Would you mind if I took them off?"

Mind? Was she crazy? He'd love it! Ted nodded his head in mute agreement, but Helen didn't even wait. She started peeling off her blouse. The bra followed. Ted tried not to look. He didn't want to come across as an inexperienced gawker. But how could he resist? As they walked along the path toward the cabin, he shot little sidelong glances toward Helen.

Goddamn, she had nice tits! He'd know they were big, but he hadn't expected them to be so firm! They stood straight out from her chest, bouncing and jiggling as she walked. They rode a little lower than when she'd had her bra on, but only enough to advertise their natural softness. Helen's nipples looked big and dark in the moonlight.

By the time they got to the cabin, Ted was in a state of near-shock. His cock was so hard that he found it hard to walk. The swollen organ chafed painfully against the tight crotch of his pants.

Once inside, Helen delayed putting on new clothes. She'd seen the effect her semi-nudity was having on Ted. She stood facing him in the living room. "Whatever was in that drink, it was sticky," she said. "I think I'm going to have to take a shower. Do you mind waiting?"

Did he mind waiting? Ever since they'd got to the cabin, Ted had been frantically searching in his mind some way to keep them there. Jesus, and now Helen was going to be naked, alone there with him!

His eyes locked greedily on her naked tits as she turned away from him, heading for the bathroom. He didn't even try to cover up his simmering interest. Helen started tugging at her skirt even before she reached the bathroom. Ted caught a quick flash of panties as she stepped into the bathroom and dropped her skirt.

For the next few minutes, Ted wandered nervously around the house, Finally ending up in his and Sue's bedroom. With a surge of excitement, he saw that Helen hadn't quite closed the bathroom door. He caught a glimpse of her through the semi-frosted shower door, a haze of pink flesh, swelling out at the hips and breast. He thought he could make out the shadow of her pubic hair as she revolved slowly under the spray from the shower head.

Then the water was turned off. Ted caught a glimpse of full breasts, rich hips and thighs, the copper color of Helen's pussy hair as she slid open the shower door. He ducked quickly out of sight. Then came the call.

"Oh, damn!" he heard Helen mutter. "I forgot a clean towel." Her voice raised. "Ted ... will you be a dear and get me a towel out of the bedroom. I don't want to track water all over the house."

Ted sprinted into Helen and Harry's bedroom. He shot a glance toward the big double bed, dredging up images of Helen lying naked on it, a panting, wanting, moaning Helen. He scooped up a towel and headed for the bathroom door.

It swung open in front of him. There was Helen, standing completely naked like the image of some ancient Norse goddess, smiling at him. "Thank you," she purred. "You are a dear. Now ... may I ask for just one more little favor?"

"Oh ... uhhh ... sure," Ted mumbled. He knew he was staring but he couldn't help it. With the possible exception of Sue, he'd never before seen such a beautiful woman. His eyes swept from her big solid tits, which he'd already come to know and love, down over her softly curving belly, finally locking on the red muff of pussy hair that punctuated the joining of her thighs. '"Yeah . .. anything you want," he choked out.

"Could you dry me?" Helen asked, her voice sultry, the sexual invitation in it unmistakable.

"Oh, Jesus," Ted moaned. The towel was already in his hand. He made one fumbling ineffectual attempt to pat the towel against the nearest safe patch of skin-Helen's shoulder, then lost the last of his cool. He swept the naked redhead into his arms. His mouth crushed down against hers, her lips soft and moist and warm under his.

Tongue curled around tongue. Ted felt the front of his clothes slowly soaking up the water from Helen's wet body. He didn't give a fuck. What he cared about most was the firm but yielding pressure of her tits against his chest. The warmth of her cunt steaming through his pants leg.

He reached down, cupping a hand around as much of Helen's tit as he could hold. There was a lot more left over. He felt the soft flesh give, some of it filling the spaces in between his fingers as he squeezed.

"Oooohhhhh ... at last!" Helen moaned, her nipple quickly hardening, pressing against the sensitive center of Ted's palm.

Her hand was already busy with his fly. Somehow she got the zipper down one-handed. Ted felt her slender fingers groping inside his shorts. They closed around his rigid prick, cool, a little shocking at first.

"Oh, Jesus .. . take it easy!" Ted moaned as Helen started fishing his cock out through the narrow opening of his fly. He was so wildly excited he was afraid he might come in her hand.

Ted's cock felt hot and alive in Helen's hand. It was a shock to touch another man's prick. She was so used to Harry's. "Oh, it's such a nice cock," she murmured, gently fondling the stiff tool. Maybe not as big as Harry's mammoth tool, but plenty big enough for the tight muscular hole it was going to fill.

"Let me have a closer look at it," Helen said softly. Ted felt her body slipping down the front of his, her tits dragging down over his belly. Helen's nipples seemed to cut glowing furrows over his supersensitive skin.

She knelt on the floor in front of him still holding onto his cock. Her other hand rose and circled the pulsing shaft. Slowly Helen began sliding the looser foreskin over the iron core within. Ted moaned in an agony of pleasure. It felt as if his balls were drawing up inside his body, and that they were going to explode right out the end of his prick. He fought to keep from coming. He wanted to make it last. He wanted to enjoy every moment of what was happening to him.

Helen reached down underneath Ted's body, cupping his balls in her hand. Nice big balls, undoubtedly loaded with sperm. Sperm for her. Ted's cock stuck rigidly straight out, pointing right at her face. As she squeezed the young man's nuts, a drop of cum welled up in the little slit at the tip of his cock.

"Mmmmnnnnnn .. . looks good!" Helen murmured. Before Ted even knew what she intended, Helen leaned forward, bringing her lips within a half-inch of his cock tip. Her little pink tongue shot out, swiping across the end of his prick, scooping up the drop of sperm, which had been just on the verge of dripping down onto the floor.

Ted spasmed with pleasure as he felt Helen's warm wet tongue stroke across the sensitive surface of his bulbous cock tip. He stared down at her, hardly believing it had actually happened. How long since he'd had any woman lick his prick?

Helen looked up at him, her green eyes bright and teasing. "Waste not, want not," she said, licking her lips. Her mouth was full of the salty tang of semen. She loved it. "Do you like having your cock sucked, Ted?" she asked.

"I, uhh ... well. .. ummmmmm," Ted spluttered in reply. "Jesus Christ, yes!"

"Good, because I really want to do it," Helen replied. She touched Ted's cock again, her fingers tracing lightly underneath the pulsing shaft, from his balls all the way up to the bloated tip. Ted's cock swelled visibly larger, the head turning almost purple as new blood rushed into its already mottled thickness.

Ted held his breath, afraid he might break some kind of secret spell and Helen wouldn't suck his prick after all. He stared down as Helen's mouth moved closer to his prick. Her fingers were still tickling its sensitive underside. Now her coral-colored lips were only a fraction of an inch away. "Let's warm it up a little bit, first," Helen said, her voice deeper and throatier now.

Suddenly her tongue stabbed out again, this time licking across the wildly sensitive underside of his cockhead. "Oooohhhh!" Ted moaned, his back arching. He felt like his cock was going to burst, as if the pressure building up in its throbbing length was too much to bear. He bit down on his lower lip, fighting to keep from coming. At least not until his cock was inside Helen's mouth.

Helen continued licking his prick, her tongue laving hotly all around the swollen tip. Then she turned her head to the side and began running the tip of her tongue all the way down the underside, as far as the first crinkly hairs fuzzing out from Ted's drum-tight balls.

"For God's sake, suck it!" Ted moaned desperately. "You're driving me crazy!"

The pleading sound in Ted's voice pleased Helen. How nice to be the aggressor for once, she thought. With Harry, it was always him who called the shots. This handsome young man was going to be a lot of fun.

Helen pulled her face back a little from Ted's cock. She smiled up at him again. "Okay, big boy. You want it sucked .. . I'll suck it!"

Ted held his breath as he saw Helen's mouth approaching his prick again. Her lips were already parted slightly, but just as they reached the tip of his cock, they opened wide. It was still a tight fit as Helen worked her lips around the thick head of Ted's prick. Ted saw her lips stretch, wondering whether or not it hurt her.

Then he forgot everything else as he felt, for the first time in years, a hot wet mouth engulf the tip of his prick. "Uuuunnnggghhhh!" he grunted, barely able to hold himself back from grabbing Helen's head, holding it in place, and jamming his pulsing cock all the way to the back of her throat.

He balled his hands into fists as he felt Helen's teeth scraping lightly over the underside of his glans. Her mouth drove further down the iron-hard shaft, more and more of his cock being swallowed up until only an inch of thick meat was left jutting obscenely from Helen's cock-stuffed mouth.

The kneeling redhead began slowly sliding her mouth up and down the full length of Ted's prick. He quivered and shuddered, wishing he was lying down. His legs felt like they were made of rubber. His breath whistled noisily in his throat. Oh, God, this was wonderful!

Ted stared down at the lovely woman sucking his cock. Her green eyes were crossed a little as she dreamily focused on the base of Ted's cock. Her long red hair fell forward, tickling his thighs, half-screening her lovely face. His prick jutted from her mouth like a fleshy spike, seemingly growing alternately longer and shorter as she moved her mouth up and down its throbbing length.

Ted reached down, laying his hands lightly on Helen's head. He began guiding her, pulling her head toward his loins, while at the same time his hips began a slow fucking motion, driving his cock a little deeper into her hotly sucking mouth. "Oh, yeah . .. that's the way, Helen baby! Suck it! Suck the fucking thing!"

Helen realized that Ted was finally losing the timidity he had so obviously felt toward her before. It was time to help him pop off his nuts or he was going to get out of hand and ram his prick right through the back of her throat. She could sense his growing wildness.

She quickly moved her mouth back up the glistening shaft of Ted's prick, until only the bloated tip was left inside her hot oral cavity. Before Ted could object, and perhaps jerk her mouth down tighter against his hungry prick-shaft, she began sucking powerfully, her tongue curled underneath the glans, moving slowly back and forth.

"Yaaaagggggghhhhhh!" Ted moaned. He had never felt anything so good in his life. He was too paralyzed with pleasure to move. His nerveless hands fell away from Helen's head. The young husband began to shake all over.

Helen felt Ted's cock suddenly began to swell. She wrapped the fingers of one hand around the trembling, rigid shaft, just below her hotly sucking lips, and began to run them up and down the full vibrating length. They moved easily. Ted's prick was slippery with her saliva. Helen knew he was going to come and she wanted to make it an orgasm Ted would remember.

Ted's glazed eyes opened wide. He could feel his balls contracting, drawing up into his body. His cock began to buck and jerk. Then he could feel the first white-hot jet of semen burning its way the full length of his enormously swollen cock. Just then, Helen reached up with her other hand, clamping her fingers around his balls, milking strongly. Her mouth was around his cock tip, one hand working the rest of the bloated shaft, the other hand kneading his balls. Ted's cock felt completely surrounded by almost intolerable pleasure.

"YAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" he bellowed, his back arching, his toes curling painfully inside his shoes. Completely out of control, he reached down and tangled his fingers in Helen's long red hair. He jerked her head toward his loins, at the same time ramming his hips forward.

"Mmmmppphhhhhh," Helen mumbled around her mouthful of suddenly spurting cock. She felt the tip batter against the back of her throat. She knew she was going to gag unless she did something fast. Using a trick Harry had taught her, she opened her throat, letting Ted's prick-tip slide down it, until her nose was finally buried in the wiry nest of his pubic hair.

She had to swallow like mad. Great rushes of scalding, salty sperm jetted into her throat, pouring from the immensely swollen tip of her new lover's cock. Her fingers still kneaded his balls, wringing groans of ecstasy from Ted's gasping mouth. She thrilled to the feel of this new cock, spewing its hot load down her throat. "Ted's cock may be smaller than Harry's," she thought, "but it's the hardest fucking joint I've ever seen! It's gonna feel great up inside my cunt!"

Except that, for a while, it wasn't going to be so hard. Helen could feel Ted's cock already softening in her mouth as the last of his sperm jetted into her steadily working throat. When she felt she'd sucked it dry, she let the shrinking tube escape from the tight prison of her lips. As Ted's cock moved away from her mouth, the couple were obscenely joined for a moment by a long string of cum, stretching from the tip of Ted's prick to Helen's lower lip. Then it broke, trailing down over one bare tit.

"Did you like that?" Helen asked, slowly getting up from her knees.

"Do ducks quack?" Ted replied, his voice still hoarse and shaky. It turned him on, watching Helen wipe his cum from her glistening red lips. His cum! Jesus, this was one hell of a woman!

Helen was already snuggling against him. He felt her big tits mashing against his chest. She kissed him on the mouth. He resisted a moment, knowing her lips were still smeared with his semen, but finally let himself go. Shit, after all, he was the guy who'd been telling Sue she shouldn't be so fucking prissy.

Sue. His wife. Ted finally got around to thinking about his beautiful blonde mate. He'd finally been unfaithful to her. But it was her fault really, wasn't it? If she'd turned on a little earlier, maybe he wouldn't have felt the need to start stalking Helen. As it was, Helen had already done something for him that Sue had never done . .. sucked his cock.

But Ted didn't really need to put any energy into rationalization. The feel of Helen's naked body squirming against him was all the rationalization he needed. If there was any guilt, it was going to have to wait until later.

Helen was already unbuttoning his shirt. Now he could feel nipples against his naked skin. She had him completely stripped in seconds, his pants lying in a shapeless heap around his feet as he kicked his shoes off. "Come on," Helen urged, pulling Ted by the hand into her bedroom. Correction, hers and Harry's. Ted swallowed nervously, wondering what Harry would do to him if he caught them in the act.

The bed caught him behind the knees as Helen pushed him back against it. He fell full length on the mattress. Helen followed immediately, her naked flesh hot against his. "Play with my cunt," she urged him. "Stick your finger up my twat."

Helen's lewd words inflamed Ted. He could already feel life returning to his depleted cock. His hands began to roam over her body, ignoring her cunt for a moment, despite her pleading. He wanted to pay some attention to those magnificent tits. His fingers dug into their soft resilience, kneading the big orbs into new shapes. He played with her nipples, forcing them up into rock-hard little peaks.

"Oh, yes .. . that feels good!" Helen whimpered as Ted clamped greedy lips around her throbbingly erect nipples. She had to admit, once you got this kid started, he knew how to carry the ball all on his own.

Ted buried his head in the deep valley between Helen's tits. He let her breasts mound up on either side of his face, the soft skin warm against his cheeks. "My cunt. . . my cunt!" Helen kept moaning. "Do something about my cunt!"

Ted's right hand slowly worked its way down over the panting woman's softly fluttering belly. He felt the mound of her cunt rise underneath his questing fingers, covered with long soft hair. He began brushing Helen's red pussy hair out of the way, baring the slit beneath, while his mouth remained busy at her tits, sucking her nipples, licking them, changing from one to the other. Now it was Helen's turn to lose control. She writhed and twisted on the bed, spreading her legs, trying to pen her cunt to Ted's approaching fingers.

His middle finger slid into her pussy slit. "Jesus, but you're wet!" he mumbled around a mouthful of tit. His finger was immediately smeared with hot slippery cunt juices. He ran the finger down lower probing at the opening to Helen's pussy hole. He could actually feel fresh gushes of juice flowing out.

Without any more ceremony, he worked his finger slowly up into Helen's cunt. He felt her cunt muscles clamp desperately around his finger. God, but she had a nice cunt! Snug, but not so tight it would be hard getting his cock inside. He liked her big fleshy cunt lips, so much thicker than Sue's finer, smaller buns. Not that he didn't like Sue's. It was just great to sample something else for a change.

Ted fucked his finger steadily in and out of Helen's squirmingly alive cunt. She writhed, twisted, and moaned on the bed. Pussy juice ran into his cupped palm. The exciting odor of hot cunt filled the room.

Ted's cock was once again hardening. He ground the stiffening organ against Helen's smooth thigh. She reached down, seizing it in her fingers, pulling, jerking, pumping on the rubbery shaft. In minutes she had it as hard as before. "Ooohhhhh .. . fuck me! Now fuck me!" Helen moaned.

It was tempting, but so far, since the blow-job, Ted had got nothing from Helen he hadn't already got from his own wife. Before he finally rammed his hungry cock up into her obviously horny cunt, he wanted to do something different. Something he'd never have the nerve to ask Sue to do.

Ted pulled his finger abruptly out of Helen's cunt and started to mount her nude body. "Are you going to fuck me now?" the panting redhead asked breathlessly.

"Yeah . .. but not where you think," Ted growled. He straddled Helen's torso, one knee on either side, high up, so that it looked for a moment as if he was about to shove his cock back in her mouth. Helen wondered if she'd got a man who knew only one way to get it off. A blow-job. She hoped not because her hungry cunt was screaming for attention.

Ted's cock lay, hard and pulsing, right between her tits, hot against her skin. "Push your tits together," Ted ordered her.

"Huh?"

"Like this." And Ted placed her hands on the outer edges of her tits, pressing them inward so that her big jugs squashed tightly together, trapping his cock in between their soft warm fullness. "Now . . . I'm gonna fuck your tits," Ted growled. He began sawing his cock back and forth in the warm fleshy nest. He had to moisten the shaft with a little saliva to make it slippery enough, but then it glided easily.

"Hey ... what about me! At least pay some attention to my cunt," Helen demanded. What Ted's cock was doing between her tits felt good enough, but her pussy throbbed for attention.

Ted leaned backwards, reaching behind him for Helen's cunt. His searching finger slipped easily up into her pussy hole. "Ooohhhh ... yesssss," Helen sighed. "Just keep finger-fucking me," she whimpered.

Wild excitement flooded through Ted's body as he fucked his cock in and out between Helen's tightly pressed-together tits. His finger squished in and out of her cunt behind him. Each time he ground his hips forward, the tip of his cock thrust out of the deep split between Helen's tits, right below her chin. Then, when he pulled back, his cock tip disappeared, once again swallowed up in warm resilient fullness.

Helen's thumbs were busy with her nipples. Her cunt ground up against Ted's impaling finger. She loved the feel of his muscular buttocks pressing down against her body. Both she and Ted grew more and more excited. Ted, because finally he was able to gratify any sexual desire he had. Helen, because she sensed she was going to get fucked soon.

Suddenly Ted jerked his cock out of the warm valley between Helen's breasts. "For God's sake ... I wanna get some cunt wrapped around my prick!" he panted. "You wanna fuck?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Helen sighed. "I want your cock in me. I want it up inside my cunt. I want you to fuck me until you make me howl!"

Eagerly Ted started to scramble down between Helen's lush thighs, but she stopped him. "Wait. .. I've got a better idea," she said in a sultry voice. "Let me fuck you."

Helen urged a very please Ted over onto his back. He lay flat, his swollen prick jutting up from his body like a fleshy stake. Now it was Helen's turn to straddle him. He was pleased. How nice to have a woman take the initiative for once. He stared up at her, at her beauty, her big tits, swooping out from her ribcage. But most of all at the thick-lipped gash of her pussy gleaming wetly from behind its fringe of curly red hair.

Helen positioned her cunt right above the helmet-shaped tip of Ted's cock. She pried her pussy lips apart with her fingers, then let them snap wetly around the head of Ted's cock as she lowered her ass a little.

Ted thought she'd probably like to start slowly, get used to his cock. But Helen started hammering her hips downward, impaling herself on Ted's stiff rod. "Jeeezuuus Cheerist!" he moaned as he felt his prick being enveloped by hot wet pussy flesh. He was glad Helen had already sucked him off once, because he knew, if he hadn't come already, he'd have shot off before his cock was all the way into Helen's cunt. It felt that good.

Helen's ass cheeks finally settled against his thighs. Her cunt had completely swallowed his prick. She sat still for a moment, smiling down at the man who's prick now filled her cunt. She flexed her pussy muscles, squeezing Ted's trapped prick.

"Now, buster," she said in her bedroom voice. "Get ready for one hell of a ride."

Still smiling, Helen slowly raised her ass.

"Uuunnggghhh!" Ted moaned as her cunt, still holding tightly to his prick, slid slowly up the full length of the aching shaft, until only the tip was still inside her tight wet pussy channel.

"Ready?" she asked the moaning young man beneath her. He nodded mutely.

Wham! Helen slammed her ass downward. Her cunt slithered the full length of Ted's throbbing tool. He felt the far end of her pussy bang against the tip of his prick. Wham ... Wham .. . Wham .. . Helen repeated the motion, driving Ted's prick as far up into her pulsing hole as it would go. Her face began to change, her eyes growing smoky, hot, excited, her mouth half-open, lips a little tense. The last of her composure deserted her. "Ooo-hhhhh," she moaned. "Oooohhhhhh .. . How I love to fuck!"

Ted, staring through a haze of passion, looked up at Helen, his eyes on her big tits as they swayed and bounced, her nipples making little pink circles of motion. His hands dug into her soft ass. He began to guide the motion of her churning body, twisting it a little from side to side, making his cock jerk and twitch up inside her cunt.

"So do I, baby ... so do I!" he muttered as his cum splattered into her.