Chapter 2
Ben Carlson appeared in the front door. His t-shirt was soaked with sweat and his cut-off jeans framed a muscular ass and bulging cock, as if imprisoned by the tight pants.
"Yard's done, Mrs. Weaver," Ben said.
Ellen, watching television, sat curled on the couch, wearing cotton shorts and a halter top. She wasn't wearing any panties and, as Ben stepped into the room, she propped a leg up, exposing the shadowy slit of her pussy.
Ben looked away, embarrassed. "What's wrong, Ben?" "Uh. Nothing, Mrs. Weaver." "Call me Ellen."
"Okay. Ellen." Ben wrung his hands. The muscles in his forearms stood out like steel cables.
"You're in very good shape, Ben," Ellen said, spreading her legs farther apart.
"So are you, Ellen." Ben wanted to look at her but tried not to.
Ellen studied the nervous young man. His muscular thighs, wide shoulders and trim waist took her breath away. His narrow hips curved sexily under his shorts and she saw the outline of his meaty cock. She stared at it unabashedly, then raised her eyes to his.
"What's wrong, Ben?" she said.
"Nothing."
She pulled her other knee up to her chin and sat spread-eagled before him. The curly hairs of her cunt stuck through the cotton shorts and Ben thought he saw the crack of her ass.
"You're very pretty," Ben said. His curly blond hair was thick and matted. He shrugged his shoulders and massive sinews stood out beneath his tight t-shirt.
"Do you work out often?" said Ellen.
"Three times a week."
"Have you enjoyed the summer home from college?"
"I haven't made as much as I'd hoped cutting lawns," said Ben. "You'd rather be at school?" "Well. Yeah."
"You think it's boring here?" "Sometimes."
"I wish I could change your mind," she said. She unbuttoned the top button of her halter top. "It's hot in here."
"It's hotter outside," he said, staring at her evenly.
"Wanna bet?"
He grinned sheepishly.
"You're sweaty," she said.
"Mowing's hard work when the sun's glaring down."
"You need a shower."
"I suppose I do."
"Why don't you get cleaned up here?" she said, rising. She stretched, as if bored, and walked up to him. "Come with me."
"Well, I don't know-"
She smiled. "Come with me. We'll go together."
Ben snorted. His eyes rose from her muscular calves and creamy white thighs to her trim hips and half-exposed tits. The valley between her tits was deep and inviting; he stared blankly at her fabulous tits and looked into her eyes.
Ellen licked her lips. "When's the last time someone washed you?"
"My mother washed me when I was a little boy."
"I'm interested in washing a particular part of you," she said, pulling him by the hand. She led him upstairs, through the bedroom and into the bathroom.
"Take off your clothes," she said, unbuttoning her halter.
"Mrs. Weaver! I-"
"Ellen."
"Ellen, I-"
"Shut-up!" She undid his cut-off jeans and zipped them down. They fell to his feet and he stepped out of them. "It's not boring around her anymore."
"No, it's not." Ben was wide-eyed.
Ellen got to her knees, flopped his huge cock into her hands and surrounded it with her wet lips.
"Oh, my!" Ben sighed.
"I want your cock, Ben."
"Take it!" Ben moaned and almost fell back against the sink as Ellen took his cock into her mouth and slowly sucked him.
"Mmmmmmm," she said, removing her halter. She dropped the halter to the floor and wiggled out of her shorts.
"Oh, Mrs. Weaver-"
"Ellen," she slurped, licking the long cock shaft, from his balls to the expanding cocktip.
"Oh, Ellen! Oh, suck me!" Ben's ass moved instinctively in short fuck-thrusts, ramming her mouth.
"Yes! Give me your cock!"
She caressed his balls, surprised at their size. Balls this big would be packed with power and she instantly wanted his thick cock up in her so that gallons of come would warm her wet pussy.
"Suck me, Ellen!"
"You've got a magnificent cock, Ben!" She placed his balls in her mouth and sucked gently.
Ben felt weak-kneed. "Ahhhhh!"
He groaned with pleasure as Ellen licked his balls and brought her tongue lightly up the underside of his cockshaft to the tip, then placed the taut prick in her mouth, driving it all the way down her throat.
"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhh!" Ben yelped.
Ellen's mouth was wet and her lips began to move his cock in and out of her mouth.
Ben's breath came in short gasps as his cock began to inflate with desire. He closed his eyes and cried out as his balls contracted, shooting thick wads of cum into Ellen's open throat.
"Mmmmmmmm! Good!" Ellen lapped it up. "I want to drink you dry!"
Cum dribbled out of the sides of her mouth because she couldn't swallow fast enough.
"Eat me!" cried Ben.
Ellen sucked furiously as Ben's cock shot wave after wave of sweet warm cum down her throat.
"Aaaiiiieeeee!" Ben cried.
Ellen laughed and began to clean the cum off his thick cock. She licked his balls and moved her way up to his lower abdomen to his stomach. She poked her tongue into his belly-button and rose further, kissing the curly mass of tan hair on his chest. She licked his nipples and his cock became erect and sturdy once more, like a quivering pole.
"Fuck my cunt, Ben! Fuck my burning pussy!"
She kissed his neck and brought her mouth over his, darting her tongue in and out.
Ben sighed, "It's yours, baby!"
Gone was the shy college boy being seduced by his neighbor's wife.
"Stick it in me! Stick your hot cock up my cunt!" Ellen pleaded.
Ben gripped her firmly and hiked her right leg onto the sink. She spread her ass cheeks with both hands, grinding her belly into his. She sighed at the solidness of his frame; his skin was smooth and muscular and hard. She was wet and hot.
"Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Come in me! Shoot your hot cum in me!"
"Take it all! Take it now!"
Ben reached down, took his thick cock and rubbed the underside of her dripping crotch. When his prickhead found her wet cuntlips, he slid in, driving the massive cock to the hilt. Ellen jerked in a violent spasm as the swelling cock drove deep into her wet pussy. She was boiling inside, the walls of her clutching pussy tightening around his great cock.
"Fuck me, Ben! Fuck my pussy! Shoot your wad in me!"
"Take my come, baby!"
He held her to him. She was like a limp doll in his strong arms as he fucked her savagely.
She cooed, flicking her tongue into his mouth and moaning, "Oh, baby! You're so big! So fucking hard! Pound your cock in me!"
"Take it, Ellen! Take it all the way!"
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she begged, losing all control.
Ben rested on the edge of the sink and began to pound her into his groin, holding her by the hips and raising and lowering her with his arms. She screamed and threw back her head and wiggled spasmodically with each deep thrust. He filled her red-hot pussy and rotated her hips on the sturdy length of his throbbing cock. His balls dripped with lubricant from her wet pussy as she felt his giant cock pumping deep into her gaping fuck tunnel.
"Ahhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh fuck me!" she cried.
He swelled with pleasure and she thought he'd split her wide open. Just the thought made her wrap her legs even tighter. She was delirious with passion.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me deep! Shoot your hot cum into me!"
"Take it, baby! Take this hot cock!"
Ben jerked her up and down his slick fucker and she stroked her nails up and down his sweat-filmed back. The rigid slab of his throbbing cock drove deep into her boiling cunt, and her pussy, lathered with lubricant, spasmed intensely as she screamed.
"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! Ram it in!"
"Take my cock!"
An orgasm swept through her shuddering cunt; Ben's cock inflamed suddenly, filling her hot pussy so that she didn't think it could hold another so big. It was like being fucked with a tree. Hot jets of thick jism spurted into her juicy cunt, splashing the walls of her insides, causing her to shiver impulsively, clawing at his muscular back, screaming as wave after wave of orgasm flooded through her, driving her mad with pleasure.
"Oooohhhh, Ben!" she cried, thickly.
"UWmhlmhhhhh!" Ben wailed, shooting one last thick wad of hot cum into her quivering cuntslit.
They clung to each other and caught their breath. He wore her on his cock like a coat on a coat rack, his balls dangling in their sac inches below her asshole.
Her ass-crack winked repeatedly as she came, opening and closing with each violent shudder.
"You're great, baby!" he said, kissing her.
"Takes two to fuck."
He continued kissing her wetly on the lips and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Connected to her and held together by his thick cock, he walked toward the shower.
She nibbled his ear and breathed hotly into his neck.
"You're a fuck monster," she whispered.
He turned on the water and stepped into the shower with her attached to him. The water was warm and he held her against the wall of the shower, spreading her asscheeks with both hands and supporting her in the air with his sturdy cock. She gripped him tightly as water covered them, matting their hair. His cock began to grow again and she felt it filling her creamy cunt.
She sighed. "Fuck me, big boy! Fuck me any way you want!" She nibbled his neck.
"Oh, Mrs. Weaver-Ellen! I-I don't think I'll ever go back to college!"
"They teach you anything like this?" she said, breathing into his ear.
"No, never!" he moaned.
Her pussy tightened around his upright cockshaft as water sprayed over them, making her shiver. He pumped harder, ramming her against the side of the shower, and slammed her ass cheeks against the wall. She groaned, and hung from his muscular neck, begging for more.
"Oooohhhhhh! Aaahhhhhhh!" she shrieked; water filled her mouth. She gargled another yelp as his engorged cock began to swell with power, shoving into her juicy cunt with jack-hammer force. He pumped expertly, crazily, ramming with all the power in his mighty hips.
"Oh! Fuck my cunt! Fuck me raw!"
She gritted her teeth and moaned as his veined fuckrod swelled and exploded with shiver after shiver of white-hot cum, spewing liquid heat into her slick wet cunt.
"Ben! Oh, Ben! Fuck me! Come in me forever!"
"Take it deep! Take my hot cum!" he yelled.
They banged against the sides of the shower as his thick cock exploded over and over, driving her to the brink of frenzy. She was in a stupor. Water splattered them. Her cunt exploded over and over with passion as she shuddered, crying and biting his flesh. Her hips tensed and untensed and received the hot load of cream which dripped down their legs and into the drain.
"Aaarrrrggghhhhh!" she yelled.
"Fuck! Oh, fuck! Yes!" he screamed.
He continued humping savagely, driving her ass against the shower wall. Finally, he emptied himself in her but he continued ramming her cunt as if possessed.
"Oh, Ben! Oh, God!"
She came over and over, her tight pussy gripping his mighty cock as shivers of ecstasy riveted through her body. He gunned her cunt, rotating his cock, and the walls of her fuck hole exploded with a riddling sweep of passion. She groaned, drained of all energy, and her cunt throbbed reflexively, surrounding the mighty thick fucker which impaled her.
"Oh, Ben! You're a great fuck! Oh, I love your juicy cock!" she moaned.
"It's yours any time you want it," he said.
He fucked her cunt with less force now. Her cunt muscles gripped his cock as he probed deeply into her wet pussy.
"Is it still boring around here?" she asked.
"Not any more," Ben said.
With one hand, he switched off the shower, still mounting her wet naked body on his sturdy taut cock. She gripped him tightly and buried her face in his wet chest.
"That's the best shower I ever took," she said.
"Me, too," he said.
"Where'd you learn to fuck like that?" "It's instinct."
Ben walked with her still hanging on his cock into the bedroom and settled her on top of the bed. Then he forced her knees almost to her shoulders and hiked her ass into the air. He looked down at his thick cock in her dripping cunt and eased himself all the way in, hoisting her ass even more so that the taut cock penetrated deep into her.
"Ooooh! Yes, baby!" she whispered.
"Take it some more!"
She clawed at his back and cried out as he brought the thick cock slowly out and plunged right back in with great force. She pounded on his back with pleasure.
"Fuck my cum hole!" she begged.
"All the way up your cunt, baby!"
He brought his prick out to the entrance of her wet cuntlips and slammed it in again, driving her into the sheets. They were moaning and groaning, fucking like rabbits, when the phone rang.
Ellen held Ben at bay and reached for the phone beside the bed.
"It might be Bob," she cautioned. "Oh, wonderful," said Ben. She picked up the receiver. "Hello?" "Is Ben there?" It was Mrs. Carlson, Ben's mother.
"Yes, he is, Hilary," said Ellen.
"If he's through with your lawn, I'd like him to go to the store for me."
"He's almost through," said Ellen.
Ben pumped her gently.
It was all Ellen and could do to keep a steady voice.
"Well would you send him over soon?" said Hilary. "I'm cooking dinner."
"Sure," said Ellen. "He was just washing up and I gave him a little something extra for all his hard work."
"That's very sweet of you," said Hilary Carlson. "I'm sure Ben appreciates it."
"He does."
"When he's finished send him over." "Certainly." Ellen hung up. Ben withdrew his cock. It fell like a lead weight beneath his mass of curly pubic hair. "What's mom want?" he complained.
"Something from the market." "Aw, shit!"
"Don't worry. There's always later." Ellen fondled his shiny cock and kissed it. "I'll take your cock any time."
"How about all the time?"
"That would be inappropriate," she said, bouncing off the bed. "Get your clothes."
They fetched their clothes from the bathroom and dressed. Ellen admired Ben's muscles and how they stood out as he undressed himself. He walked over and kissed her.
"Where's Mr. Weaver?"
"On a trip. For the weekend."
"That's too bad," he said.
"Sort of." She rubbed his crotch. "I guess I have all the fun." She clutched Ben's ass and kissed him wetly before he went out the door.