Chapter 4
Weeks passed. After breaking off her affair with Mike, Susan returned to the dull routine she had previously known.
She caught Harry in the mood for fucking a few times, but it never amounted to much. It was always the same old story. Harry was just a boring lover, and that was all there was to it.
Susan thought about going out hunting again, but she just didn't feel up to it. She felt incapable of coping with another man like Mike. Her problem seemed hopeless. She needed fucking, but she had no idea how to get it.
The answer came one hot afternoon when she drove back from a visit to her mother. A teenage boy was standing at one of the highway junctions with his thumb out looking for a lift into town. Acting on impulse, Susan screeched the car to a halt on the gravel.
She watched the boy running toward her in the rear-view mirror. When he leaned in through the window, she smiled.
"Hop in. I'll take you into town, if you're going that way."
He was a cute kid of about eighteen. When he climbed into the car, the smell of his sweat made her pussy flutter. Jesus, she thought. Now I'm running after the cradle!
She decided it didn't matter. There was no reason why a woman her age couldn't be turned on by a teenage boy. Anyway, he certainly looked old enough to fuck.
She smiled when she caught him staring at her tits. She could feel the wetness on the in-sides of her thighs. She liked the feeling. A long time had passed since she'd had a good fuck, and she wondered now if it would be possible to do anything with this kid.
"What's your name?" she asked. "Billy."
"Do you like girls, Billy?"
"Sure-who doesn't?"
"You'd be surprised," Susan chuckled. "Would you like to fuck me?"
"Jesus, lady!"
"My name is Susan," she said.
She took him home with her. He seemed uneasy about it, but once inside the house he relaxed. She closed the living-room blinds and brought out some beer.
She told herself she was crazy for picking up a kid off the street like this, but the hot look on his face as his eyes raked over her body turned her into butter. It was exciting to be looked at like that. It was thrilling to know that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
They talked and drank beer. When he got up to change the record on the stereo, she smiled when she saw the hard-on tenting his pants.
"Is all that for me?"
"Jesus!" he hissed.
"Don't be bashful about it. I asked you here to fuck me, so I suppose it's appropriate for you to have a hard-on. You're not a virgin, are you?"
"Shit, no," he said, with a look of boyish defiance.
Susan smiled. "Come on over here and show it to me. I'll bet you've got a lovely cock."
His face flushed, an uncertain look in his eyes, he walked over to stand in front of her. She purred with approval as she ran her fingertips over the outline of his hard cock.
She chuckled at the way he trembled as she touched him. It was delicious to be in control of things. She liked the idea of being able to call the shots. The boy would be grateful for whatever pleasure she gave him. He certainly seemed to have the equipment to make her happy!
Running her fingertips up and down his cock-shaft, she pinched his cockhead and smiled up at him.
"I saw you staring at my tits," she said. "Do you like tits?"
"Yeah," he groaned.
"And I like cocks. Go on, bring it out. Let me have a look at it."
She pulled her hand away from his crotch and sat back to watch him bring his cock out into the open. She laughed when he hesitated.
"I'll show you my tits," she said. "Is it a deal?"
His face flushed, he nodded. She quickly peeled off her blouse. She kept her eyes fixed on his as she unhooked her bra. Quivering under his gaze, she pulled the cups of her bra away to reveal the globes of her heavy, large-nippled tits.
The boy gasped. Her thick nipples were long and hard. Pulling her nipples lightly with her fingertips, she rolled them around and smiled.
"Come on, Billy. You promised!"
His eyes fixed on her swaying tits, the boy pulled his zipper down and fished his cock out. She crooned at the sight of his juicy fat cockhead.
Urging him to come forward, she ran her fingertips down the shaft of his throbbing cock and then back up again to his bloated knob. A drop of clear cockjuice brimmed up in his pisshole and spilled out.
"Lovely," she whispered. "It's a lovely cock, Billy."
As she continued stroking him with her fingers, he suddenly leaned forward and grabbed one of her tits.
"Oh, yes," she purred, mewling with delight.
She grabbed his cock more firmly, gently pumping his cock-shaft.
"Jesus!" he groaned.
He squeezed and fondled her hanging tit. Then he groaned again and abruptly stiffened as a thick wad of sticky jism shot out of his cockhead. The stream of hot cum narrowly missed her face. She closed her fist around his cock-shaft and began pumping it frantically.
"Come!" she hissed. "Come! Let it go! Shoot it!"
Spurt after spurt of white-hot jism blasted out of his pisshole. She shivered as she milked his cock, draining his balls, her eyes wide with excitement and her pussy pulsating. She loved it! When he was totally milked she looked up and smiled at him.
"Delicious!" she hissed. "I'm sorry," he muttered. "Oh, don't be sorry. You'll be ready to shoot again in no time. It's nice to get the edge off. Now you can just relax and enjoy yourself."
She was excited by the fact that he was still hard. She had forgotten about the advantages of youth. He was a lusty kid and she looked forward to a marvelous fuck.
She massaged his cock, rubbing his slippery cock-cream over his purple knob and shaft. She squeezed the tip of his cock to get the last drop of jism out of it, and then she smeared the drop over his cockhead until it glistened like a polished plum.
"Put both hands on my tits," she said.
She leaned forward to hang her tits in his hands. She crooned with pleasure as he squeezed her swollen tit-flesh.
"That's it!" she said. "I like that."
The boy groaned as she suddenly opened her mouth and engulfed his bloated cockhead. Chewing gently on the spongy knob of his cock, she gradually worked her lips down his cockshaft. She took his cock all the way into her mouth until she had his cockhead tickling the back of her throat.
Sliding her hands around to grab his ass, she began fucking her mouth back and forth over his throbbing cock. His cock felt good in her mouth. She wouldn't mind sucking on it for hours and hours. It gave her a feeling of comfort to have his warm cock-flesh stuffing her face. She enjoyed sucking his cock much more than she had enjoyed sucking Mike's cock. There was something fresh and innocent about the boy. She had no fear that he would do anything nasty to her. She was in complete control.
His cock tasted sweet and pure and young in her mouth. She held the head of his cock in the warm softness of her throat and fluttered her tongue over his pulsing cock-flesh.
Cocksucking had always turned her on. She could feel the quivering in her cunt. She could feel the wetness in her crotch as her cuntjuice gushed out of her pussy.
Then the boy suddenly grunted and started coming again. She mewled with pleasure as jet after jet of hot fuck-cream splattered into her mouth.
She swallowed convulsively, gulping down the sticky fuckjuice, squeezing his cock-shaft with her lips. She milked him with her mouth, delighting each time he shivered with ecstasy.
She drew out his load with long slobbering sucks. When she had the last drop squeezed out of his cock, she licked her lips and quivered with satisfaction.
"That was lovely," she said. "You had a good come, didn't you, honey? I guess it's my turn now. I almost came just sucking you, but it's not enough. We'll get you hard again and then have a lovely fuck!"
She rose up and kissed him. She patted his cheek and led him into the bedroom with her arm around his waist.
Standing beside the bed, she faced him and urged him to put his hands on her tits. "You can sit down and suck them, if you want," she said. "I think I'd like that."
When he sat down on the edge of the bed, she moved forward to hang her tits over his mouth. "Suck them hard," she said. "Let me feel it."
He began sucking and chewing on her nipples. She held her tits with both hands, feeding them into his mouth. .
"That's good," she crooned. "That's lovely."
She finally pulled her tits away from his face and told him to take his clothes off. "We'll get in the shower together," she said, "have you ever done that before? It's great fun."
She was thrilled at the idea of washing his lean body. She started playing with his cock as soon as they were in the shower. She ran her hands over his ass.
She told him how much she admired his muscles. She fingered his balls and tickled his asshole. He squirmed under her touch, but he was obviously enjoying it.
His cock was soon thickening and getting hard again. "Turn around and let me do your back," she said.
She felt giddy. His body was hers to do with as she pleased. Reaching around front to hold his cock with one hand, she slipped her fingers between his asscheeks and found his asshole.
"Oh, Christ!" he grunted.
She massaged his tight shitter with her thumb, curling the other fingers of her hand over his balls. He groaned when her thumb popped inside the puckered ring of his asshole.
"Do you like that?" she purred. She could feel the twitching in his cock. "Lean forward," she crooned. "Let's get you nice and clean."
The boy groaned and leaned forward with his hands against the wall. She began fucking his ass, slowly pistoning her thumb in and out of his hot shit-hole.
She continued holding his cock, her fingers caressing his throbbing cock-flesh, and when she thought he was close to coming she pulled her thumb out of his ass and her hand away from his prick.
When he turned to face her again, his face was flushed and his cock swaying and throbbing with excitement.
"Now wash me," she crooned.
Her hot eyes raked over his young body. He was like an impatient stallion. She could almost hear him snorting with lust. She loved the feverish look in his eyes.
She turned her back to him. She knew he was anxious to get his hands on her cunt, but teasing him like this would make him good and ready for the fucking. That was what she wanted. A hard fuck.
Now she ordered him to wash her back. She purred with approval when he moved his hands over her ass. Reaching back, she spread her asscheeks with her fingertips and offered him her asshole.
"Stick your finger up my ass!" she hissed. "Fuck my asshole!"
He lathered up her asscrack, probed the outside of her asshole with a fingertip, and finally pushed his finger inside her hot shit-hole.
"Oh, yes!" she groaned. "That's wonderful!"
When she pulled her hands away from her asscheeks, they snapped shut on his finger.
"Gently!" she said. "Move it in and out, but slowly."
She made him finger-fuck her asshole awhile, and then she pushed his hand away and turned around.
"Wash the finger," she giggled. "Then you can do my pussy."
Holding her firm tits up in her hands, she spread her legs while he lathered up her cunt.
"Oh, that's nice!" she cooed. "Wash it good, baby! Wash it good!"
She felt like a wanton slut. Here she was with a teenage boy in the shower, grooving on the feel of his fingers in her pussy! She wondered what Harry would do if he walked in and found her like this.
Grabbing the boy's cock, she pulled him in close and plastered her lips against his. She sucked on his tongue as the water cascaded over their heads. Then she pushed him away and made him pull his fingers out of her cunt.
"Let's get on the bed," she said. "Let's do some fucking. Would you like that?"
"Shit, yeah!" he grunted.
When they had dried off, she stretched out on the bed with her legs pulled back and her thighs open.
"Come on, lover," she purred. "Climb on and start fucking! I want your prick in my hole!"
His cock was as hard as iron now and in a moment he was between her legs with his cockhead pushing into her cunthole.
"Oh, yes, baby! Oh, yes! Oh, fuck me! Fuck me!"
Wrapping her legs around him, she grabbed his ass and pulled him in until she had his cock gobbled up by her pussy. She loved the feel of his hard prick in there. The friction of his cock against her cunt-walls was marvelous.
Waves of hot lust washed over her body. As he began plunging his cock in and out of her body, the heat from the fucking spread through her belly. She could feel his spongy cockhead reaming out her cunt-channel. She could feel the throbbing of his thick cockshaft.
Each time he pulled his cock out, his shaft rubbed against her quivering clit. She shivered as the thrills raced up her spine.
"Oh, God, yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
She came quickly. Bucking her hips, she fucked back at his cock. Her hands clutched his ass, her fingers digging fiercely into his flesh.
"Come on you little bastard!" she hissed. "Fuck me! Fuck my brains out! Give me that cock!"
He began pumping his cock in a frenzy, slamming his rigid fuck-pole in and out of her soft pussy. She moaned at the end of each stroke.
"Oh, God!" she wailed, as his balls slammed against her ass.
Pulling her legs back as far as possible, she draped them over his shoulders. Her crotch was turned up now, completely offered to him. Each time he thrust his cock forward, he hit bottom. Each powerful stroke rattled her bones.
"Come on, honey, give it to me!" she hissed. "Shoot your cum into my cunt!"
"Can't hold back," the boy groaned. "Here it comes! HERE IT COMES!"
Clenching his teeth, he suddenly stiffened. "Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!" he cried, "JESUS CHRIST!"
Her cunt convulsed as he began spurting thick gobs of sticky white jism. Digging her fingers into the crack of his ass, she jammed a finger up his asshole. - "UUUNNNNGGGHHH!" A great roar of shock and lust came out of his throat as he began fucking her in a frenzy.
"Fuck me!" she cried, "Keep fucking me! Don't stop!"
They finally collapsed against the pillows. For a long time they lay back on the bed silent. Neither said a word. Neither had to.
At last the boy got up and started dressing. She watched him put his clothes on. Her fingers toying with her slippery cuntlips, she watched him leave.
When the front door slammed, she rolled over on her belly and sighed.
Fucking teenage boys was no solution to her problem. Something had to be done.
She thought about her friend, Leslie. Leslie knew everything. Leslie would be able to help her.