Chapter 1
Donna Williams sighed and rested her head on Jake's shoulder.
They were parked in front of her house, with the street lamp blazing down upon them. They could be seen, but at this moment she didn't care.
She felt slightly dizzy, not wanting to move. The dizziness did not come upon her from drinking; Donna did not drink. It came from the bubbling heat that was growing hotter within her body and mind.
It was close to midnight, and she glanced at the darkened house. Kevin, she knew, would be asleep in his room. Although she had promised her son she would be home by ten that evening, she knew he would be fast asleep and not know what time she came in.
Donna did not like to lie to Kevin, but she had her needs and could not resist them. She knew her son was jealous of this man, Jake. Kevin wanted his mother all to himself, did not want to share her with this man. He was possessive of her and felt threatened when she dated.
Kevin simply did not want his mother out with other men.
Donna did not understand her son's attitude. He was old enough to know she needed the companionship of other men, needed to date them and have fun, enjoy herself. He had once told her in his childish way that he would be her boyfriend. It had amused Donna, and she teased her son, asking where he would take her on the dates.
"Magic Mountain and Disneyland," he had said.
"How would you get the money to date me, honey?" she had asked him.
"With my allowance, Mom. I'd save it up for a month, then date you."
She had rumpled her son's hair and slapped him playfully on his young ass, telling him to go read his comic books. But she had seen the seriousness in his young eyes as he turned from her.
With another sigh, Donna snuggled closer to Jake, feeling his hand moving about her tits. She did not protest because she realized how their dates ended. They had ended with fucking from the first date. Usually Jake took her to a motel, or sometimes to his apartment.
But tonight, for some reason, he had driven her home after dancing, parking under the lamp at the curb of her yard. She had lifted her mouth to his for a kiss, thinking he had now grown tired of her.
But Jake did not release her when the kiss finished. He drew her against his chest and held her, stroking her straining tit softly and gently.
She felt Jake loosen her bra. Her tits spilled free, the light and shadows playing on the creamy, shapely smoothness. She heard Jake suck in his breath as he usually did when he gazed upon her flawlessly shaped, firmly fleshed tits.
"They're so beautiful, Donna," he said in a hoarse voice. "Really beautiful. You have the most beautiful tits I've ever seen."
Donna said nothing. She leaned back on the seat, her eyes closed, as Jake shook his face down and ran his wet, hot tongue about the rigid, light brown nipples, His wet mouth sucking at her tits was turning on all the faucets of her steaming fuck juices, making her cunt pulsate. She ached between her thighs with longing and readiness. Her legs felt weak and her arms sagged heavily. She always had this feeling when their lovemaking first started and she loved it.
When he brought his face back to hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth aid almost down her throat, she held it there and sucked gently, her own tongue rolling about his with a slow, sensuous motion.
Time was forgotten, their public display of erotic desires of no matter. She felt his hands slide underneath her skirt and felt a finger stroke about the tight crotch of her panties. Somehow, he had gotten her dress up to her armpits. She lay across the rich upholstery, her body exposed to him in the glow of the street lamp, from her arching tits to the tip of her toes. She had not worn pantyhose or nylons they were troublesome and hindered his searching hands.
For awhile, she stretched there and felt his gaze moving about her body, resting on her lovely tits, and then scraping along her feet, past her leg gently tapping it on the side, finally to pause upon the thick mat of her cunt hair. Then she hissed slightly as she felt his fingers moving up the inside of her smooth thigh, touching lightly at the puffiness of her cunt lips. As a finger scraped over the tip of her inflamed clit, Donna sucked in her breath sharply, the ecstatic sensation flooding her body like electric jolts. She felt him cup his hand between her thighs, pressing lightly and moving in a circular motion against her cunt. His fingers and the pressure became more insistent, more demanding. Donna's hips undulated of their own volition, pressing up to grind into his palm.
"Somebody will see us," she murmured in a throaty voice, her hips still moving. "They'll see what we're doing, Jake."
His voice was hoarse. "No one will see. It's dark, late. They're all in bed, Donna."
With her last ounce of energy, she sat up, looking around. All she saw was shadows and dark homes. His hand continued to move against her cunt.
"You're hot, Donna," he said with a thick voice. "I've never known a woman so hot for it. You love this...you know how to please a guy. Oh, Donna, you drive me out of my fucking skull! I've got to do it...fuck you...now!"
Donna bit her lip, her dark eyes liquid with the steaming desire flowing through her. She looked around once more. She didn't really want him to fuck her in this exposed place. Yet, her body, her cunt, was urging her on. She liked Jake a lot, loved him, almost. He would be a good husband, and a father for Kevin. She wanted to please him, something that would be so easy to do. Easy because she was so erotic herself, loved fucking as much as he did. She could not think about her son now, about his jealousy, his demands that she stop going out with Jake...those childish, jealous demands.
"Do it here?" she whispered, her own voice so low and throaty he almost couldn't understand her.
"Yes!" he grunted, taking her hand and placing it upon his bulging cock. "Right here! I don't give a shit if we're seen, Donna. God, I want your hot cunt so much!"
Donna moved her hand about his prick, feeling the stiff throbbing.
She had never been so exposed in public before. Her dress was still at her armpits, her shapely tits that he loved so much displayed in their curvy, springy beauty.
Always, before, in the privacy of a motel room or his well appointed apartment, he had undressed her slowly, teasing himself and her. He would remove her bra and lower her dress, kissing at her flesh as it was revealed. She loved the way the tip of his hot, wet tongue flicked about her nipples, sending shivers up and down her spine. As he dragged her bikini panties down, his tongue would follow them, the tip barely touching and tasting her sugary flesh. When he licked at her long, exceptionally smooth thighs, her cunt would often bubble into a mild, expectant orgasm. She would stand trembling as he knelt before her, paying homage to her beauty, gazing at the thick curls of her cunt, the softness of her inner thighs; He would turn her about, caress the swells of her shapely ass as if her ass were some precious jewel.
After he had tasted her flesh to his satisfaction, he would then undress, and Donna's eyes would become liquid heat as his turgid cock wobbled into view, Jake's cock was very big, very thick. The shaft of his prick was almost too big for her fingers to reach about. The cock head was huge, the size of a ripe plum. His prick was smooth as satin against her hot palm, and the piss hole, slitted large enough for a dime to fit, was always dripping with his ready fuck juices.
Once he was naked, he would place her on the bed, would gently part her thighs and gaze between them at the sculptured beauty of her cunt.
Donna, naked, was intensely exciting to look upon.
Her dark hair, swirling about her head on a fluffy pillow, was like some erotic halo of shimmering waves. Her equally dark eyes held a smoldering quality that indicated the inner teat that burned and consumed her body. Her nose was finely shaped, straight. Her lips, full and moist, were exquisite in shape and form. Her cheeks and chin were feminine, perfection itself. Her complexion, although resembling fine china, was slightly tanned. Donna's neck was long and graceful, holding here beautiful face upon her shoulders with classic beauty.
She was so lovely, so achingly unattainable most men would not approach her, Jake, however was different. He did approach her and, after the initial sparring, they agreed to a date.
And discovered their mutual heat.
Donna was accessible...to the right man. And Jake was the right man. With him, she was uninhibited giving herself up to the bubbling erotic desires that had been with her for as long as she could remember.
Once on the bed, Jake spent a long time just admiring her beauty.
Her tits were perfection, firm and shaped so sweetly with those light brown nipples. They were so firm there was no sag even as she lay upon her back, warming beneath his admiring eyes. Her tits flattened slightly, but that was all.
Her waist narrowed and then rounded out to graceful hips and long, tantalizing thighs. Her stomach was as flat as it had been as a teenage girl. The dimple of her belly button was a beacon to Jake, and he loved to probe it with the tip of his tongue, close his lips about it and suck gently, making Donna writhe about with soft whimpers of delight.
The bush of her cunt was triangular, thick and wavy. It was straight across a few inches below her belly button, then slanted inward until it surrounded the lips of her cunt, only to disappear somewhere into the cheeks of her ass. The pussy hair was so thick the pink moistness of her cunt could not be seen until her legs were parted. The curls grew along her thighs and forced her to shave when she wore a bikini swim suit.
After looking at her body in this position, satisfying his voyeurism, Jake turned her over, spreading her thighs with his knees as he fondled and caressed the sweet shape of her ass. The ass checks were firm and smooth, as smooth as the inner surfaces of her thighs up close to her cunt. Her spine was curved perfectly, with the tail bone arching up and then slipping between the deep crevice of her ass. Donna's ass was in the classic shape of the heart, only more so. Two becoming dimples were there on each ass cheek, and Donna had the most exciting moment of writhing those asscheeks as he gazed upon them. Seeing her asscheeks writher made his cock throb and drip with greedy desire, and Jake stroked his prick with one hand felt about her shapely ass. Now and then he rubbed the velvety head if his cock along the back of her smooth thigh, leaving a searing trail of moisture on her flesh.
After filling his eyes with her almost painful loveliness, Jake turned her onto her back once more, spreading her legs wide Donna, her eyes dripping with desire, then arched her cunt up to meet his cock.
With the first brush of his, cock upon her sensitive cunt, she sucked in a loud hiss of air. Her tits shivered and her nipples swelled visibly as he exerted pressure against her cunt. Donna's hands moved down her quivering stomach and through the thick cunt hair parting it, pulling the lips of her boiling cunt apart. Then the swollen head of his cock penetrated her cunt, and Donna let out an ecstatic whimper.
Jake then slid his cock deeper, going slowly, so slowly Donna could hardly stand it. Rift, she knew this was the war he wanted it; and she fought to hold her hips still, avoiding the urge to slam up with her crotch and fuck his thick cock deeply with a quick thrust.
His cock finally filled her pussy, stretching the cunt lips to their utmost, her clit scraping against that throbbing hard on. She mewled as his hairy balls rested upon the cheeks of her twisting ass. Donna then lifted her arms to him, and, as his chest crushed her tits, she held him tightly. As Jake began to fuck his cock in and out of her gripping, satiny cunt, she lifted her thighs into the air and scissored them about his moving hips. Then Donna gurgled, "Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"
Jake was excited by the words coming from such a beautiful woman. His thrusts became more powerful, swifter, his cock fucking in and out of her cunt the way she loved. Donna locked her ankles about his churning ass, holding him as tight as she could her own ass twisting and bouncing up to meet the hard fucks of his cock, mewling with each brush of his hairy balls on her ass. The tingling heat his cock generated inside her cunt was like nothing she had ever felt in her life. The length of his cock seemed to fill her pussy completely, reaching the depths of her body, sending her into clutching orgasms within moments of his entrance. Her cunt clung to his cock with such tightness Jake was amazed at the power.
The longer he fucked her, the more excited and abandoned Donna became. Her hand slid down his muscular backs over the bunching cheeks of his ass. She clutched his asscheeks, her fingers clawing at him as her voice urged him to greater efforts. Donna started screaming with the ecstasy of her orgasms, screaming that she was coining. Her hips churned wildly, wantonly against him, making tight gyrations as her naked ass bounced furiously up and down. When she approached her final explosion Donna became frantic with mindless ecstasy screaming out those words that inflamed Jake to such intensity. He then started grunting close to her ear, his breathing hot.
Donna felt his thick cock swell even larger inside the hairy tightness of her cunt; felt the swollen cock head as he thrust and withdrew, plunged and stabbed. The waving ripples of her orgasm became strong. It seemed as if her cunt became smaller, tighter, wetter and so much hotter. Donna was aware that her pussy had an ability to tighten into a hot, wet heat around his cock. She had no idea how it happened, but knew it pleased Jake. It certainly pleased her because the contractions increased the force of her orgasm, making her muscles grow tight, trembling all the way from her head to her toes. When Jake could stand it no longer, he finally slammed his cock hard and deep, his body going stiff atop her, his hairy balls tight against her hot ass cheeks. With the first spurt of his thick come juice into her cunt, Donna screamed once more with passion, and her fingers pulled and parted the cheeks of his ass as she flung her crotch hard into his spewing cock, grinding mindlessly.
Donna never failed to be surprised at the volume of his cum juice. It seemed as though Jake could flood her cunt with it until it literally dripped from the tight lips of her cunt and flowed slowly down over the swells of her ass, smearing about her sweet flesh.
Her cunt was always reluctant to turn loose of his cock when he pulled out. His prick would leave her pussy with a small, soft, wet plop, and he would rest his cock along her smooth thigh as they held each other, breathing hard from the ecstasy they had just shared.
They often talked then, skirting the subject of marriage. She knew Jake wanted her to be his wife badly, and she would love to marry him.
But Kevin... Kevin was so possessive. She loved her son desperately, spoiled him rotten. She could not see how it would be possible to marry Jake as long as her son felt this way. She had never told Jake why she was hesitant about marriage. She felt he would not understand. She knew Jake loved her, but she didn't know how he would react as a father to her son. She would bate for anything to come between her and Kevin.
Yet, on the other hand, Donna had these burning needs that only Jake seemed to satisfy. She needed him and his big cock as much as she needed food and drink.
What could she do?
There were no answers, none that she could see at any rate.
Kevin would, never understand her needs, her desires. He was much too young to know about things like that. In a few years when he started noticing girls, perhaps his attitude would change, but Donna was not hopeful.
It was her fault, she felt.
After her first husband passed away, she had showered her son with all the love she had. In turn, her son had given her his loyal devotion and love, but with it came his possessive jealousy.
There was a bond between Donna and her son that Jake could not understand. She could not even explain it to Jake because she did not understand this bond herself. It made for confusion. She loved Jake, but would not tell him in so many words. She showed it to him with her body and her kisses.
But Donna knew there would have to be a decision, and soon. Jake was not the kind of man who would accept the present relationship. As much as he loved being with her, fucking her, he wanted more of a permanent situation. It showed in his talks with her, in his manner.
Skirting the issue of a possible marriage did nothing to improve what they had. Each wanted to talk about it, discuss it ...and each skirted it, for their own individual reasons.