Chapter 9
Next Saturday when he reported for work, Randy was overjoyed to find an order from Mrs. Trudy Martin. He hurried through all his other deliveries, saving Trudy for last so he could spend some time with her. He hoped she hadn't changed her mind, that she still wanted him to make love to her. He couldn't understand how a beautiful older woman could take any interest in a teenage delivery boy, but still he hoped. If only she really meant it, if only she hadn't been teasing him when she invited him into her bed. ... By the time he reached Trudy's house, he was sweaty with nervousness.
He knocked at the back door, then stepped inside, and there was Trudy, wearing the same skinpy halter and shorts as last time. The flimsy garments seemed hardly capable of holding in her lush curves. To his -disappointment he saw that she'd sewed on the missing button, although the deep cleaveage of her big breasts was still apparent. She grinned at him in a mischievous way, and his heart thudded.
"Well, hello, Randy," she said. "It's been a while. How are you?"
"Oh, just fine, Mrs. Martin," he said gloomily.
She laughed, showing her perfect white teeth. "In the first place, I asked you to call me Trudy. I hate formality. And in the second place, you don't sound 'just fine.' You sound dismal. Want to tell me what's the matter?"
Randy blushed hotly. He could hardly tell her that he sounded gloomy because he wanted to ball her. "Aw, it's nothing," he said. "I guess I'm just impatient to get home. It's a drag, having to work on weekends."
"I'll bet it is," said Trudy. "I imagine you're anxious to get home and have some fun. But couldn't you spare a minute to sit and talk with me? Would you like a Coke?"
"Oh, sure, Mrs. Martin-I mean, Trudy," he said eagerly. "I mean, I'd be happy just to, uh, talk with you. I don't need a Coke."
"Have one anyhow," siad Trudy. She walked jauntily to the refrigerator, her big pert breasts bouncing, unrestrained by a bra. Randy's eyes bounced right along with them. He sat down at the kitchen table, and Trucy handed him a can of Coke and took the chair opposite him. He blushed furiously as he felt her bare foot graze his ankle.
"Well, how've you been, Randy?" she said, grinning impishly at him. "Any lucky girl pop your cherry yet?"
He hadn't thought it was possible to blush harder, but he did. He managed a weak grin. "Nope," he said. "No such sluck." Of course there was Miss Lane, but he wasn't going to rat on her.
"Too bad," said Trudy, lighting a cigarette. "According to all the experts, the doctors and the shrinks, a boy your age is at the peak of his sexual need."
"I'm here to tell you," Randy said mournfully.
Again Trudy laughed. She had a very sexy, husky laugh. "Poor you," she said. "Wish I could help you out."
There was a very long silence while Randy tried to evaluate that remark. Did it mean she was taking back her offer, or had she been teasing him all along? He just had to know. At last he said nervously, "Well, couldn't you help me out, Trudy? I mean, last week you-That is, you said-" He stopped short, too scared to say it all.
"Go on," said Trudy, smiling. "What did I say last week?"
Randy swallowed hard. "Well, you asked if I.d like to come to bed with you." He blushed horribly. Would she be angry?
"That's right," Trudy said calmly. "I did. But that wasn't necessarily an invitation, was it? Maybe I was just asking your opinion. Maybe I just wanted to know if you find me attractive. Do you, Randy?"
"Oh, shit, yes," said Randy fervently.
She laughed softly. "Then I assume that you'd like to go to bed with me?"
He nodded vigorously, his throat too tight for speech. Trudy regarded him with a mysterious smile. She appeared quite calm and cool, and Randy had no idea that the crotch of her shorts was wet with pussy juice. She hadn't really needed so many groceries today, and she could easily have driven to the store and picked them up herself. She'd wanted another meeting with Randy, however. In the past two weeks she'd done everything she could to avoid being unfaithful to Willis, but nothing had worked. She'd talked to him, pleaded with him, tried to make him understand that she needed a more exciting and varied sex life-but Willis had simply refused to change. He considered her depraved and frivolous, and he thought their sex life was perfectly adequate just as it was, just as it had always been. Willis wasn't going to change, and so Trudy had made up her mind to find satisfaction elsewhere. She had decided to take a lover, but she wanted someone she could control, an affair that wouldn't get out of hand. Randy seemed the obvious choice. He was very young, but that was just the point. He would look upon her as a mother, as the boss, and she would call the shots. There was that advantage, plus the fact that he was a damned attractive kid. Trudy got hot just thinking about him. Yes, Randy was the one she wanted. She decided to stop teasing him and get down to business.
"Well, Randy," she said, "if you really want to go to bed with me, it might be arranged. But there's something I need to know first. I'm a married woman, and I don't want my husband to know about this. Can you promise me, on your honor, never to tell anyone?"
"Oh, wow, yes," Randy said fervently. "I swear."
"All right," said Trudy. "Then there's just one more thing I need to know."
"What is it, Trudy?" the boy said, his blue eyes wide.
"Can you get a cockstand?" said Trudy, starting to giggle.
Randy laughed, too, "Are you kidding?" he said. "Look at this."
He stood up, and Trudy saw that the crotch of his jeans was sharply tented. She grinned at him. "Not good enough, lover boy. For all I know, you've got a cucumber in your pocket. Let's see how you look with your pants off."
Randy hurried to show her. This was one thing he was really confident about. Trouble getting an erection? No way. He seemed to have one twenty-four hours a day. He unzipped his jeans, pulled them down a little, and his pale, half-grown prick popped out briskly, pointing straight up at the ceiling.
"Right on," said Trudy.
She was a little disappointed that his cock wasn't bigger, but it seemed adequate to the task. Certainly it was hard. She began to flush all over with arousal, and she felt more hot cream leaking from her needy vagina to wet the crotch of her shorts. It was going to be so great, getting from somebody besides her unimaginative husband. She trembled at the thought. After twenty years of marriage, she just might get a decent fuck.
"Let's go into the bedroom, Randy," she said huskily.
The boy blushed, too, as he realized that his fondest erotic fantasy was about to come true. Trembling just as hard as Trudy, he followed her out of the kitchen and into the master bedroom. Trudy closed the door behind them and locked it, then drew the drapes. It was still light enough in the room for him to see her lovely body quite plainly as she began to take off her clothes. He was so absorbed in watching her that he almost forgot to undress himself. He thought he had never seen a more beautiful figure than hers-the long perfectly shaped legs, the softly rounded hips, the small nipped-in waist, and the big melon-shaped tits that were both firm and unbelievably large. Her husband must be out of his mind, not wanting to make love to her. Randy was going to be more than happy to take his place.
Trudy tossed away her shorts and halter. She was wearing nothing underneath them. Randy had a quick glimpse of her large silky black snatch before she shyly dived for the bed and got under the covers. Now that she was about to be unfaithful to her husband for the very first time, she felt nervous and a little frightened. She tried to tell herself that it hardly counted-with Randy, who was only fourteen-but the fact remained that she was lying in Willis' bed about to fuck someone else besides Willis. It seemed very unreal.
"Hurry, Randy," she said. She wanted to do it before her nerve failed.
Randy stumbled out of his sneakers, jeans and T-shirt, then approached the bed shyly. He remembered now that Trudy was half a head taller than he was, that each of her huge creamy breasts was bigger than his skull, that she probably even weighed more than he did. Suddenly he felt like a dwarf and an incompentent one at that. He knew his peter wasn't full grown, and he feared it wouldn't be adequate to satisfy her. He just prayed that she wouldn't turn him away in scorn or laugh at him. Trembling, he lifted the bedclothes and crawled in beside her. They lay there looking shyly at each other, neither one bold enough to make the first move.
Trudy began to be angry with herself. For years she'd longed for variety, for sexual excitement, and at last she had the chance, but she was doing nothing. She asked herself if she wanted to go on fucking nobody but Willis, and the answer was definitely no. He'd had his chance to change, to improve, and she didn't owe him anything. Determinedly she reached out and began to caress Randy. His body was slim, taut, in perfect health. He was warm and silky to her touch. She sighed and ran her hands all over him, and Randy sighed, too. She felt his eager, sweaty little hands on her big creamy breasts, pawing and exploring.
"Could we get rid of the blankets?" he asked shyly. "I'd like to took at you."
"Of course," said Trudy. This was no time for modesty. She'd already taken the first step twoards cheating on Willis, and there really was no point in holding back. She seized the covers and threw them down to the foot of the bed. She gazed at Randy's healthy teenage body, the smooth skin and well-defined muscles, the hairless crotch and rampantly erect little cock. He seemed so terribly young to her, but very inviting. She slipped her hand between his slim thighs and tucked her fingers around his pink hairless testicles, feeling their swollen warmth. The kid might be only fourteen, but he had a hefty pair of balls on him. When his cock caught up with their growth rate, he'd really be well hung. Randy quivered and sighed as she cupped and gently squeezed his sensitive balls, and she saw a tiny droplet of cream bubbling from the wrinkled pointy head of his cock. Her curiosity was aroused, and she seized the loose foreskin of his penis and gently began working it back. Randy responded with happy sighs and horny wriggling. Trudy had never seen an uneircumcised cock before, and she found it fun and titillating to work back the foreskin and slowly uncover the pretty red moist glans. As she worked on it, more and more juice bubbled from the pinpoint hole at the tip of his glans, and she smeared her finger with the stuff and rubbed it all over his throbbing meat. Randy seemed to enjoy that very much. It was a treat for Trudy, too. Willis never allowed her to play with his cock and balls. It wasted time, he said.
She could happily haye gone on playing with the boy, but Randy was becoming impatient. like most teenage lovers, he had no use for finesse and foreplay but just wanted to get on to the main action. When Trudy took her time, he began to suspect that she wasn't turned on yet, and he decided to do something about it. He quickly reversed his position on the bed, so she could still play with his cock but he had his face buried in her large silky patch of black mons fur. She gasped and trembled as he pried apart the furry lips and uncovered her big red clit. He liked Trudy's large clit because it was easy to find and play with. It was almost like a tiny cock, and it sprang erect in the same way when he tickled it with the tip of his finger. It grew moist, hot, and throbbing as he circled and caressed it, and Trudy groaned with delight.
"Ohhh, that feels good, Randy," she said. He knew something that would feel even better. Dipping his head lower between her trim thighs, he stuck out his tongue and applied the very tip to her twitching little red bud, making his tongue stiff and tickling. He nudged circled, and licked her sensitive nub, and -Trudy whimpered with intense pleasure. Never in all their married life had Willis touched her there, and yet it was the easiest way to arouse her and the thing she liked best. She could have strangled Willis for cheating her of that pleasure. As Randy went on tonguing her clit, she moaned and let her legs fall wide open, giving him plenty of room to work. It felt so great, she could have cum from that alone. She remembered that she had a partner, however, and she began working on Randy's small rigid dick again, trying to give him as much fun as he gave her.
Tonguing felt even better than touching, she knew, and so she stuck out her little pink tongue and applied the tip to Randy's creaming red glans. His juices tasted salty but not unpleasant. She found her excitement growing as she lapped up his dribbling juices and tasted and swallowed them. She wriggled her tongue tip under his retracted foreskin and ran it around and around in a dizzying circle, making the boy squeal with delight. Suddenly she wanted to lick and taste him everywhere, and her pink tongue ran feverishly and wetly all over his genital Region, up and down the rigid pulsing length of his small cock, over the wrinkled hot surface of his balls, back to the bumpy brown mouth of his anus. Randy's body grew hot and trembling against hers, his breathing harsh and quick. It was the first time she'd ever played with a man like this, let alone lick him, and she found it very pleasant and exciting.
Randy responded to her delicious tongue-play by returning the favor. He jammed his mouth onto her raw red clit and sucked it vigorously, noisily, until it was hard as a rock and Trudy was squealing her pleasure. Then he moved his busy tongue into the pink puffy folds of her labia, sneaking into every crevice and hidden place. He felt her heart pounding, felt the hot flush that crept over her body as he aroused her more and more. He reached the sunken moist mouth of her cunt and found it filled with her hot, salty girl-cum. He lapped it up, rapidly circling the hair-fringed vaginal opening, and Trudy moaned loudly. He wriggled his mischievous tongue into her hot little hole, delighted to find it snug and juicy, an inviting nest for his stiff young cock. Soon he would fuck her, but first he wanted to make sure that she was violently horny for him.
Trudy loved everything he did for her, although she couldn't help thinking, wistfully and bitterly, that she could have had all this fun with Willis if only he'd loosen up. Weil, that was out of the question. Willis was never going to change, and if she wanted any excitement in her life, she'd have to fijnd it illicitly. She resolved to forget all about Willis and just enjoy herself with Randy. She felt his stiff little tongue snaking up her vagina, and she crooned and cooed with pleasure. She found hersejlf greedier than ever for the taste of hjs flesh and his juices, and with a hungry moan she sucked one of his floppy pink balls into her hot juicy mouth and began to tongue and pump it. Randy quivered violently, and she felt his young testicles swell up almost to bursting.
Randy wasn't sure whether he could keep from cuming. All this foreplay was great fun, especially having his sensitive balls sucked into her wet, velvety mouth, but it was exciting him almost to the point of no return. He didn't want that to happen. He wanted to put his fantastic hard-on to better use. Just the thought of balling a beautiful older woman like Trudy was enough to make him dizzy and trembling. He wouldn't blow that chance.
"Trudy," he gasped, "I'm gonna shoot if you don't stop that..Let's do it. Let's ball!"
Trudy stiffened. She felt Randy was right, that they ought to get on with it, and yet now that the moment of real adultery had come, she was tense and guilty-feeling. If she let Randy's cock into her body, she would forever be an unfaithful wife, nothing could change that. It was decision time. It would be easy enough to make the kid cum just by sucking his balls or playing with his cock. She could still back down. She began to suck harder, hotter, on his swollen young testicles.
Randy didn't want it that way. He jerked away from her, his balls popping noisily from her wet lips, and he crawled on top of her lush warm body. "No, Trudy," he said hoarsely, "I want the real thing. I want to fuck you, Trudy. I want to so badly."
Trudy felt contrite. After all, she had invited this boy into her bed, and it wasn't right to deceive him. She should give him what she'd promised. Futhermore, she was cheating herself. She'd always been a good wife, and she deserved something better than the dull and lukewarm lovemaking that Willis offered. It was time to stop being chickenshit. It was time to start living, no matter how frightening that seemed.
"All right, Randy," she said shyly. "You can fuck me."
Randy grinned happily and began to wriggle his slim hips between her thighs. It was a ludicrous match, since his tousled blond head came only to her nipples, and his slim boyish body seemed dwarfed by'her voluptuous curves. Trudy felt the incongruity of it, felt like a dirty old woman seducing a baby. She felt, too, that since she'd made the decision to cheat on Willis, she might as well take advantage of it and find some novelty in the experience. Willis always fucked her in the missionary position, always insisted on being on top. It was time for something different.
"Wait, Randy," she said quickly, "I want to do it another way."
She rolled out from under him, and the bewildered boy tumbled onto the bed and stared at her. Another way? He'd thought there was only one way to do it, with the man and woman facing each other. He watched as Trudy crawled onto her hands and knees, thrusting her big beautiful ass into the air. Her tits hung down beneath her like overripe melons, swaying heavily beneath her. He could clearly see the red gleaming line of her hair-fringed slit and the small brown puckered mouth of her anus.
"Let's do it this way," she said urgently. Randy had no idea how to do it that way. He didn't understand quite what she wanted. He crawled over to her, blushing, feeling like a fool, and was saved only when Trudy added, with a nervous giggle, "You know, like dogs do it."
Then he understood. He and his pals had gleefully watched many pairs of dogs making it, and he was thoroughly familiar with the position. He hurried to kneel behind Trudy, seizing her wide hips to steady himself, and confidently poked his rigid little peter into the gaping wet hole of her cunt. He sighed happily as his aching meat nosed into a juicy tight nest of vaginal muscles that was deliciously hot and clinging. Forgetting everything else, he closed his eyes and began to hump Trudy for all he was worth, slamming his sturdy little prick in and out of her with lightning speed.
Trudy began to howl. It felt so good, so incredibly good, to be balled fast and hard, to be fucked by someone with real enthusiasm. Willis' languid dutiful strokes paled in comparison to Randy's eager hot thrusts. Within seconds she felt herself cumming violently, and her lush body shook so hard that the boy was almost thrown off. Randy managed to stay in the saddle, however, and her first orgasm was hardly over before she felt another one rippling through her. The kid might be only fourteen, but he fucked like a bunny, and Trudy appreciated it thoroughly.
"Oh, Randy," she gasped, "I love it, I LOVE IT! My God, it's wonderful! Ohhh, OOOHHH, AAAGGGHHH!"
Randy felt proud and happy. He kept it_up as long as he could, banging Trudy's hot, nipping little cunt until she almost fainted with pleasure. But he couldn't hold out forever, and at last he gave a shrill yelp and began to cum. Trudy felt the wet blaze of his seed splattering her womb, and she said huskily, "Yes, darling, cum in me. Yes, yesss. . . ."
A car door slammed, and Randy was off the bed even while his jerking little cock continued to arch cum into the air. In another second he was stumbling into his clothes and trying to get the window open at the same time. Trudy recovered from her fright and ran to help him. While he zipped up, she threw open the window, and Randv kissed her wetly on the mouth and nose-dived out into the yard. She watched him run for the alley, and then she dived back into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. No sooner had she done so than the bedroom door opened and Willis walked in.
"Trudy," he said with annoyance, "what are you doing in bed at this time of day? Why aren't you starting dinner?"
Oh, go fuck yourself, thought Trudy.
"I'm taking a nap, Willis," she said. "The children went to the movies, so dinner will be delayed, and I thought it would be all right to lie down for a while."
Willis gave a disapproving sniff. "Well," he said, "I don't think much of it, but I suppose you'll be free to do what you want for a while. I've been called out of town for two weeks on business, starting tomorrow. Do you think you can manage things all right without me?"
Trudy smiled blissfully. "Oh, yes, Willis," she said, "I think I can manage."