Chapter 4
Rachel Thomas had not been worried about Michelle not being at dinner that evening. The girl was always on a diet and it wasn't unusual for her to skip a meal. Actually, she was too wrapped up in her own problems to really give much thought to it ... She still felt sick inside from her near rape of this afternoon. And to be honest, the crazy realization that her sexual fantasies centered around young men.
After dinner that evening she had purchased a bottle of scotch and decided to go down to the beach alone and try to come to grips with herself. She'd only been there a few minutes when she noticed a lone figure swimming out near the horizon. She didn't pay too much attention, instead she settled herself comfortably on the sand and decided to try and think her desires through. But first she needed a drink. Not that she often drank, but this time was an exception, she really needed something to relax her.
After a time she became aware that the swimmer was no longer out near the horizon. That he was swimming toward shore, then standing, walking to the beach.
It was Tim Elliot ... naked ... Oh God! The handsome youth naked right in front of her ... His muscular young body without clothes....
Quickly she took another swallow from the bottle she had brought with her to the beach. She wanted to drown out the wanton thoughts she was having about the fifteen year old youth.
He walked up to the little pile of clothes he had set on a rock, and she saw him slide his tight, faded blue jeans up his lithe supple legs. He sat down to put his shoes and socks on and his bronzed shoulders bent while his smooth developing muscles rippled as he worked to lace up his sneaker. God, he was beautiful, she thought.
A spasm of humiliation washed over the older woman as she fought to halt the sinful fantasizing to which she was surrendering inch by slow inch....
Inch ... How many did her daughter's boyfriend have? He was the same age as her daughter, and from the brief glimpse she'd just had he was slightly smaller than his father.
Damn! Oh damn, damn damn! She had to conquer these sordid thoughts that were subverting her mind! Needfully, the shaken, shame filled woman tried drowning her carnal illusions in the bottle of scotch, taking increasingly large swallows, but as she did so she became aware that she was getting really drunk. And Lord! Instead of preventing her wickedly forbidden dreams, she realized dizzily that every sip she took seemed to incite them further ...!
Then suddenly, Tim had noticed her and was waving his arm at her ... The boy was walking towards her now and a surge of unwanted excitement rippled through the older woman like an electrical shock. He was getting closer and closer to her and when he finally stopped, hovering just above her seated figure, she thought: How innocent he is! As innocent as the young man I mentally let fuck me while masturbating myself!
"Hi, Mrs. Thomas," he greeted her.
"Hello, Tim," she whispered, trying hard to seem calm.
The boy was unconsciously rubbing his stomach with one hand, totally oblivious to the erotic effect this had on Rachel. The older woman was suddenly gripped by the sinful desire to reach out with her left hand and touch his flat belly under his thin cotton shirt ... to gently glide her fingers along his satiny skin and down to the low-cut waistband of those jeans ... and then ... slide slowly down ... down ... down....
"D-do you mind if I sit with you for awhile," he asked. He didn't want to tell her what was on his mind. Just needed to have some comforting company for awhile.
"Sure, Tim," she faltered, her mind not concentrating on what she was saying but struggling to control the prurient thrill of her lewd temptation. This was unforgiveable, she told herself; this was degrading and perverted and she had to restrain herself! There was simply no excuse to be aroused by this boy, just because he resembled his father when young and inexperienced. "Why don't we just go for a little walk," she said.
"Hey, that'd be great ... I'd really dig that," said the young man, so happy to have found sympathetic company.
She walked down the sandy shore next to the handsome boy, acutely aware of the perfect form of his leanly developing body. Her tongue was strangely thick in her mouth, her eyes having difficulty in focusing ... She realized she shouldn't have drank so much. But it was too late to do anything about that now!
"Let's sit down a minute, Tim," she said, and the two of them, the older woman and the young man sat near each other on the moonlit beach.
And she asked herself again why she should be obscenely attracted to this child who was so much younger than herself. So he's Bob Elliot's son. So what? She wasn't a teenager any longer, she was nearly old enough to be Tim's mother! To molest that lovely, youth would not only be a crime against God and Man, but would destroy Michelle as well, who loved and cared for him! It was just unthinkable!
Then why was she thinking of it...? Tim was sitting beside her unconsciously playing with the sand ... She was intoxicated by his youth, his virility, his untouched freshness.
"Would you like to swim again, Tim," she asked him...."This time with me?"
Tim blushed, wondering if she had seen him emerge naked from the water. "Uh ... uh ... I don't have a suit," he stammered.
"Well that's okay, Tim," she said, amazed at her own boldness...."We can go skinny dipping."
"But Mrs. Thomas ... I mean...." Oh Lord, he was thinking, has the whole world just plain flipped out ... Did this woman with her big beautiful breasts and lovely round ass really know what she was saying ... but, God, after what he had seen tonight he was just about ready for anything....
"I mean," she went on, "You've heard of nudism. It's all perfectly innocent ... I just mean to be under God's sky with you as he created us ... There's nothing wrong in that is there?"
Rachel couldn't believe her own duplicity. Because inside she was trembling from the erotic sensations the anticipation of seeing him naked again was causing her. Her mind was momentarily filled with visions of shamelessly seducing the young man out in the water while her daughter was off pining somewhere. Of course, had she known the truth about how her daughter spent that early evening, making torrid love with this boy's father ... but she didn't know. She was innocent at least of that event.
She wished she could stop herself but there they were on the beach and she was slowly removing her clothes. Tim's eyes roamed over her voluptuously mature body. His eyes were almost a solid touch upon her naked flesh, and they moved eagerly up and down over high round breast, just completely naked with their nipples hardened from the warm breeze. She turned from him in a moment of modesty, but this just enabled him to see the seductively inviting curves of her buttocks and thighs.
Rachel was excited and mortified at the same time to find herself standing naked before the boy, tongue tied, and she tried again to still the strange and unknown sexual fires she'd so long denied spreading upwards to the very tips of her breasts, making her nipples still harder, excited, berry like nerve endings. I meant what I said, she thought in a drunken confusion, just an innocent little skinny dip. Her nakedness and his presence were kindling a raging urge inside of her ... she pressed her trembling thighs together in a last ditch effort to overcome the salacious tide threatening to overwhelm her. She silently moaned as she felt the last remaining remnants of her vows to keep away from this beautiful man-child melt away into nothingness. The insane desires which she had kindled with her fingers and then stoked to fever pitch by her heavy drinking were now furious volcanoes of lust, bursting with white hot sensations that were enveloping the very core of her shame ridden soul.
And in her state she stood proudly and comfortably naked before him.
"Tim," she whispered hoarsely, "Now take your clothes off too. And slowly." The young man bent down and began to untie the laces of his sneakers. Every nerve in the mature mother's flesh was reacting with lecherous need as she watched the beautiful young man begin to undress. Her reasonings and promises were proving to be only flimsy barriers in the face of the monstrous demands which were sweeping them aside. Every moral code and inhibition inside her was melting away in the heat of her long shackled but suddenly liberated passions, her decency and pride shredding away as if they had never-existed. She was no longer a normal mother and a civilized woman, but only a female animal, crazed in heat and her inebriated brain swirled with humiliating defeat.
She knew what was going to happen ... She knew exactly what she was going to do once she slipped into the ocean with lovely, slender young Tim Elliot. Her lecherous hunger was going to consume them both, but there was no use fighting it any longer. God, there was not the slightest chance to save herself, was there? She was lost. Lost!
And then they were both naked. "Come on, Tim," she heard herself say in a throbbing, throaty voice, a voice she hardly recognized as her own. "Let's go for a swim ... I think you and I will have a real nice time out in the water together...."
They walked in a few feet and then both plunged quickly into the water. Rachel swam out quickly now, feeling an incredible burst of energy and excitement.
"Come on Tim," she said, "Come on out. It's gorgeous." The young man hesitated for just a second and then swam out into the night after her.
They played together for a few moments like dolphins. Tim could feel the rush of the water past his body as her lushly ripened body almost touched his in their flocking. He tried not to stare at her proudly uplifted breasts like two glowing melons on the surface of the water. But, holy shit, they were thrusting right out at him, with their nipples so dark and hard! Wow! And he was aware of her gorgeous ass, and the swollen place up between her thighs, with just a little narrow crack running down between her legs! Man ... oh man! And oh-oh ... oh, shit! He was beginning to get a hard on being so close to that magnificent female body.
He had sure noticed his girlfriend's mother in her bikini during the week, but this was the first time he had ever been alone with her ... and certainly the first time he had seen her naked breasts and cunt. In fact, it was the first time he had seen any woman's naked breasts and cunt. And the situation was so strange ... well, this whole evening had been so weird ... But the intensity of the present was blurring the pain of what he had seen earlier-his father making love to his girl. And now, well. ... he had the feeling that Mrs. Thomas wanted him to look at her! Jeez, he wondered, what would a grown woman want with an inexperienced young man? And again he remembered the passionate scene he had witnessed earlier. It sure was a weird world, he thought....
And Tim could sense a wild, ungovernable excitement building at the base of his penis while desire coursed through him ... He tried to will it limp again, but his developing manhood continued to engorge with blood in the water ... What if he had judged the situation wrong ... What if she had nothing sexual in her mind at all. After all, just a nice innocent skinny dip was all she had proposed. And anyway she was about the same age as his mother. And his mother had seen him naked plenty of times.
Rachel bit into the soft flesh of her lower lip, once again gripped with tormenting desire. God, she couldn't let herself do it to Tim ... just couldn't allow herself to give in to her sordid cravings for her daughter's innocent boyfriend! That was just begging for disaster, and she had to fight it! Desperately she said, "I'll race you over to that dock, Tim. Ready, go!"
They set off. Rachel was a good swimmer and was able to take longer strokes than he could. She reached the floating dock first, and when Tim arrived, Rachel was suddenly struck with the uncontrollable urge to duck him playfully. She put both her hands on top of his head and thrust him under, and Tim reacted spontaneously and reached out to grab hold of her slim firm waist and flip her over. Rachel gasped, flailing wildly for a moment, and then they both stopped and held onto the dock ... breathing hard and laughing together with the release of all that energy.
And as their bodies bobbed there in the water so close to one another, Tim felt Mrs. Thomas' hand come in electrifying contact with his thigh, brushing along it only inches from his still hardened young penis. Her free hand seemed to linger there for a moment and then move away. A surge of excitement shot through him, and he had to repress an urge to grasp his girlfriend's mother by the firm swelling mounds of her breast and buttocks. That would be unforgivable, especially since her touch on his thigh had only been an accident. It had been ... hadn't it?
The warm water lapped around their waists, and Rachel swallowed tightly as she gazed over the young man, the sight of his smooth hairless flesh sending ungovernable ripples of desire through her. Her eyes feasted on the leanness of his hips just below the surface, and once again she wanted to reach out and touch him. The moment her fingers had smoothed across his satiny thigh under water, Rachel's nerves had ignited with an uncontrollable wanton passion. She could think of nothing now but how this delectable boy's flesh had felt in her hot, searching hand ... and against her will, she inched closer to Tim until she was almost pressing all of her lushly mature figure against his slender body.
"Having a good time?" she asked in a half-whisper.
"S-sure am," he answered. His young voice sounded strangely hoarse. "I'm having a fine time, Mrs. Thomas."
"I'm glad."
The inside of his mouth was parched drier than if it had suddenly been filled with sand. He wished she wouldn't stand so close to him even closer this time than when they stood together on the shore. Her breasts were almost grazing against him, her pink lips parted moistly with the tip of her wet, pink tongue showing, and he could smell the woman odor of her, coming from her wet hair. Jesus, his cock was harder than a baseball bat, its pulsating shaft rising up along his belly. God, if it got any longer it'd be touching her naked belly and then she would know for sure what was happening to him!
But Rachel already knew. She had noticed the burgeoning throb below the water, and the slender erect outline of his boyish penis was driving her mad inside! Her shamelessly heated loins needed little to stimulate them before this ... and now the bulging hardness between his youthful loins increased her carnal lusts to the boiling point!
"Let's play some more!" the passionate woman suddenly said, grabbing the man and pushing him from the dock. Again they both ducked under water. Tim twisted his body, feeling her surge against him and then ... and then her fingers brushed right against his blood-hardened, pulsing cock! And the fingers didn't move on, they lingered there, massaging gently, caressing with an almost maddening slowness that sent wild, burning sensations flooding through his belly and inexperienced mind....
Tim's mouth opened in a reflexive gasp, and the salt water poured into his throat, gagging him. He coughed spasmodically, fighting his way to the surface, hacking and spitting. Rachel came up with him, and they held onto the dock again, the naked nipples of her breasts pressed up against his chest. She moved her thigh up against his crotch and pressed once more against his painfully throbbing penis. The astonished Tim sucked in his breath, afraid his cum filled testicles were going to explode and fill the water with his jism! What was Mrs. Thomas trying to do to him?
"Do you like that, Tim?" she cooed at the boy.
"Like what?" he managed confusedly.
"You know what I mean," the salacious mother purred at her daughter's boyfriend, a part of her mind in shock at her own lewd words. "Touching your penis, caressing it, Tim, that's what I mean, and you do like it, don't you?"
"I-I don't know, I mean...."
"You know you do, dear boy," Rachel teased, and her hand moved to his aching hardness again, stroking it lightly beneath the sea. "And I know you do, because I can feel you've gotten ... a ... nice, hard ... erection!"
"But, wow, Mrs. Bradley, you shouldn't...."
"Of course I should Tim. It feels good, it feels good to you and to me, and there can't be anything wrong with that, can there? Trust me, Tim, dear heart. I'm older and wiser, and know what's best for a young man...."
"But ... but...."
"Just relax, darling boy ... Mmmmmmm, isn't it good...?"
"Yeah, I guess so," he groaned in bewilderment and sudden passion. "But I can't take much more of it. It aches, Mrs. Thomas. What you're doing to me makes me ache all over!"
"Oh, you poor darling child!" The seducing mother moved her fingers more firmly over the young man's lust hardened penis, measuring its tempting length with her thumb and forefinger. The sounds of the groans of excitement and the feel of his slim quivering shaft in her hand sent wicked thrills up the length of her spine. She thought guiltily for a moment of what she was inciting this vulnerable young boy to do, and then of the shock it would be if somebody did catch them now. Yet the momentary shame she felt seemed strangely to excite her all the more.
"Poor darling," she replied again. "Then we'll simply have to do something for you, won't we?"
A twinge of self-consciousness washed over Tim Elliot as he watched in stupefied wonderment as Mrs. Thomas' soft fingers gently closed around his throbbing, blood filled cock, and her lust filmed eyes seemed to widen in delight at the sight and touch of his penis.
"Tim," she whispered urgently, "Climb up on the raft, my darling ... climb up now...."
Quickly they climbed the rope ladder of the raft moored out at the edge of the swimming area.
Beyond the raft was the open sea, and unprotected waters. Here in the cove shark nets were strung beneath the waves and a line of rafts were there for swimmers to rest before returning to shore.
"Oh, my little lover, your cock is so handsome!" the older woman gasped as she stared down at his still jutting erection. Tim still could not believe this was happening to him. Rachel took hold once again of his hardened cock and began to tenderly move her grasping fingers up and down over the firm outer skin, manipulating it back and forth in wondrous delight.
"Your beautiful penis is exactly the way I hoped it would be, darling...!"
Rachel was lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Yes ... here was a cock she didn't have to fear! It was just the perfect size and shape to please her, hard and hot and ridged along the white shaft from the wide base upward, then more spongy and soft appearing at its blunt, crimson head. Excitedly, the long haired beauty drew the uncircumcised foreskin downward from the mushroomed head, feasting her eyes on its entire exposed tip, while Tim's young body jerked to the rhythm of her fingers.
Holy Motherfuckin' shit! First his father goes and screws his girlfriend and then here he is with his girl's mother jacking him off! Things just couldn't be happening like this, but they were! ... This was all real! Mrs. Thomas was stroking his hard swollen cock as if she were loving it! He stared down at her hand, watching the older woman and reveling in the obscene sensations she was sending through his flesh.
Then Mrs. Thomas swirled her long hair around and gave a quick jerk of her head so that it came forward and fell on his chest. The tickling touch of her long strands was like shots of electricity dancing on his skin. And then she was brushing it across his hard cock while still pulling on it. He could feel the delicate feathery touch of her hair on his taut balls and he thought that his testicles would explode cum all over her if she didn't stop.
Then he felt her hand move away from his pulsing hardness, leaving it standing straight up, and hard like a spear thrusting from his loins. He turned his eyes to her face to see her lovely lips twisted in a strange smile, and as he watched awe struck, she began to run her hands over her large ripe breasts.
"Yes, Tim, dear boy," Rachel whispered enticingly, "look at me, kiss and lick me with your eyes, my love."
And she watched those innocent young eyes sparkle with delight and widen in obvious excitement as he took in the wildly arousing sight of her naked, hard nippled breasts. "Look at them, darling," she taunted salaciously, smoothing her hands up to cup and lift her naked breast in presentation to him. "Look at my titties the way your father wanted to look at them ... "
A wave of uncontrollable desire swept over the older woman when she saw the answering expression of lust growing across the innocent youth's face. She knew that Elliot's naked son was in an agony of confusion and arousal as she brazenly flaunted herself before him, but she couldn't have restrained herself from goading this handsome man into fucking her if she'd wanted to. Her mind was firmly made up; she no longer had the slightest interest in stopping herself! She knew that she truly wanted Tim's slender young cock up inside her hotly hungering vagina, and she was going to have it.
Despite his anguished passion, Tim couldn't help thinking what if she knew? What if she knew that my father had done this with her daughter? What then?
Rachel Thomas purred huskily while she began to roll her hips and buttocks with a slow, squirming motion that caused her breasts to sway and dance lasciviously on her chest.
"Holy shit!" Tim gasped involuntarily. His . girlfriend's mother was exposing her black haired snatch and everything! He could even see her wet pink slit between her hair-lined pussy lips, and now she was moving still closer to him!
"We're both naked and excited, Tim," she whispered taking gentle hold of his stiffened young penis again, and rubbing it between her cool clenching fingers. "What would you like to do about it, darling? What do you think would be fun to try?"
"Oh! Wow! I don't know...." the young man choked, his straining eyes feasting on her softly swaying breasts as she leaned closer to him. His inexperienced brain reeled with confusion, unable to fathom what she was asking. His eyes flew around the vast deserted inlet-everything was silent and empty around them except for the distant lights of the far shore ... Still, he couldn't forget the fear of what would happen if they were discovered.
The voluptuous woman lay down on the smooth white wood of the floating dock, still warm from the day's sun, and gently pulled Tim down alongside her. She held him close to her and circled her long legs around his narrow waist. Then she steered his penis into her swollen cuntal slit until he could feel the swollen head of his wildly pulsing cock touching the soft pussy hairs covering her fevered vaginal lips. She used her fingers to move the blunt tip of his slender hardness up and down between her wetly throbbing cunt, provocatively undulating her hips in a circular motion beneath him as she locked her legs tightly around the boy.
"What's the matter, Tim?" she moaned against his ear, breathing liquid fire into his nerves. "Haven't you ever heard of fucking?"
"Jesus, Mrs. Thomas!" Tim gasped in shock from her obscenity. This was one hell of a lot more than he'd ever wished for, even when beating his meat at night in bed! But Goddamnit! He was scared. Scared shitless! He hated to admit it, but crap, this was too much to take. And yet, the delicious pressure of his girlfriend's mother fondling his cock and whispering lewd words into his ear was more than he could fight against. What's gotten into everyone, anyway? Christ, the whole fucking world seemed to have gone crazy wild!
"Fucking!" Rachel hissed incitingly. "Fucking into a girl's cunt with that wonderfully hard prick of yours! Don't you know what fucking is, Tim?"
"Sure I do, Mrs. Thomas," he blurted out in stunned passion, his face aflame with embarrassment. "But I ... I've never done it before."
"Well, don't let that hold you back, dearest. I'll show you all about fucking," she promised sensuously.
Tim realized suddenly that she was quivering violently against him, her thighs moving harder and more urgently into his loins. "You want to fuck me, darling child? Do you want to put your hard cock into my nice warm cunt and fuck with it? Would you like me to help you?
"I-I," Tim stammered, the obscene temptations she was offering him exciting him senseless.
"Then tell me Tim. Tell me what you want to do."
"Ooooohhhh I ... I ... want to fuck you. I want to put my prick in your cunt and feel my balls pushing up against you. Oh I want to fuck your nice warm wet cunt with my hard cock." The words flowed out of him in a hoarse cry of lust.
"Oh God, then let's do it!" Rachel mewled out into the air, unable to hold back another second. She flicked her naked hips up with a sudden thrust, driving his youthful cock into the hungrily gaping mouth of her love starved pussy. Little warm waves from the ocean lapped up onto the deck, then subsided.
"Ahhhhhh," she moaned as Tim felt the warm elastic like sheath of her cunt slip wetly over the hard swollen head of his penis. Then, miraculously, his painfully aching cock was racing up into her hotly clasping pussy to the full depths of her belly. It seemed tight at first as her cuntal muscles clasped the full length of his rigidly throbbing hardness, but then it abruptly became easier as the heated slickness of her passage surrounding him lubricated the way.
Jeez, he was fucking. He was fucking her! He actually had his hard blood engorged-cock up inside Michelle's mother's cunt and he was fucking her just like his father had fucked her daughter! Crazy! And man, it felt good, damned good ... and he didn't want it to be the one and only time, either. To think that because of his up tight mother he had been missing something this wild, this hot feeling all this time! Well, he wasn't going to let it get away from him ever again, no sirree!
"Oh, Mrs. Thomas! Oh, I like it! I like touching you inside with my cock," he gasped breathlessly, flexing the head of his penis with eager experimentation. "Oh I love it. I love it. I love fucking you!"
"Ohhhhh, I knew you would, lover boy!" she moaned in squirming delight. "Now, move back and forth, slowly moving your cock in and out of my cunt! That's it, that's the way! Now you're fucking. Ooooh! Yes, keep moving your prick in and out of my pussy. God! In and out! Pump me Tim! Pump me hard. Pump my nice warm cunt with your beautifully hard prick until your sweet cum fills my pussy!"
"Oh yes, oh yes. Oh it feels so good to be fucking you Mrs. Thomas. Oooooh, I like having my cock in your cunt!"
Tim could feel the hot fleshy mouth of her pussy gliding against his rock-hard penis while he thrust in and out between her opened thighs over and over again. Wow! Nothing had ever felt so wonderful to him before in all his life! He strained with his hardened shaft forward and with all the young strength in his lean hips and thighs, reveling in what had until now been a forbidden act. And the memory of his father's prick sliding in and out of Michelle's pussy excited him more, so that while he continued fucking Rachel he raised himself up and looked down at the joining of their two naked bodies.
God, it was exciting to look down and see his own hard cock sliding in and out of the secret space between a woman's legs. He was fucking-fucking his girlfriend's mother!
He raised his head to follow her skin upwards over her firm round belly towards her beautiful naked breasts, and then he leaned forward to suck on the cherry hard distended nipple of her right breast, sucking it in the same rhythm as his prick was being sucked by her hungry cunt.
Rachel continued moaning her enrapturement, her smooth velvety legs enveloping his waist in a death-like grip of passion, her hips churning around and around. The hot satiny folds of her hair-lined vagina held him, squeezing tightly around his virile column and milking it already of its first tentative dribblings of seminal lubrication. Now she felt like a woman healthy and enjoying sex at last, loving this handsome young man's magnificent cock as it drove ceaselessly in and out of her erotically quivering belly with growing skill. She reveled in the abandoned lust she had been trying so hard to deny herself! It was passion alone, passion for its own sake, and that was all she cared about!
Tim could feel his wildly beating cock growing and expanding up inside of her soft fleshy warmth until it felt as if it were going to burst from the pressures building in his cum-filled balls. He rammed into her with increasingly hard strokes, his slim hips pounding wildly as he tried to bury more and more of his thickness deep inside the hotly moistened walls of the mother's tightly clasping pussy. Any second now and he was going to cum! He could feel the tension building up in his aching testicles! His cock was throbbing along its entire length and he was going to have to let go and spurt his wad right up inside Mrs. Thomas' warm wet cunt. Then he'd be filling up her belly with his cum like he'd always wanted to do to her daughter's pussy. Man, oh man, was it ever goooodddd ...!
"Ohhh, fuck me, lover boy! Fuck me with your hard cock and cum, cum inside of me!" Rachel wailed into his ear, her hips like a separate entity now, her churning ass-cheeks gone mad as she twisted and contorted, opening her legs around his waist and squeezing them closed, endeavoring to take even more of his hard pistoning shaft into her belly.
Suddenly she cried out, "Ohhh, I ... I'm almost cumming ... Yes, yes, you're fucking me with your hard cock and it's making me cum ... almost ... yes ... don't stop ... harder ... fuck me harder with your prick ... fuck me. Aauugh ... yes, I'm cumming. Yesss! Yes, oh yes! Ooohhhhh...!"
Her naked body heaved towards his as the first delicious throes of her orgasm rocketed through her, spurring the youth on, locking him into her insanely quivering cuntal flesh. In that moment. Tim felt his own cum boil over, exploding along the passage within his wildly jerking penis and bursting forth from the widened opening in the tip like a volcanic eruption,, flooding her inner cuntal walls with hot, boiling semen. The older woman was mewling with total surrender, total satiation, urging him incoherently never to stop filling her cunt with his fresh, wonderful young sperm....
Finally he collapsed on top of his girlfriend's mother. His penis began to deflate, and finally slid out of her tightly clasping cunt to trail long sinuous strands of his sperm like thin white sea weed from her vaginal opening. Shit, what a ride! He couldn't wait to get a hard on again so he could screw Mrs. Thomas some more! But at the moment a warm lethargy poured numbingly over his flesh as his passion waned, and the young man nestled in contentment against her warm naked breasts while Rachel held him tightly, a great sigh of contentment escaping from his lips.
As their naked bodies relaxed entwined on the raft floating on the ocean, Rachel's mind was beginning to return to reality. She knew she could never forgive or forget the ignominous truth, that she had just been fucked and fucked damn well! Fucked by the young son of a man who had almost raped her this afternoon. A few hours ago she had been a decent, respectable mother, and now she was filled with the warm innocent sperm of a young man old enough to be her own son. She hated herself for what she had just done. She had seduced a young man, her own daughter's boyfriend, and she loathed herself for what she had done. And her fear was that she knew she would do it again, and again ... and again ... and she would never be able to stop.