Chapter 6

Angelia gave herself completely to the new turn of events in her life. She couldn't get enough of group balling. The four of them did things to each other they never before imagine. It was one long sex adventure after another.

The boys became slaves to her and to each other. They only lived to gratify their desires. They would do anything to bring each other to a fulfilling climax.

They were like children with a house full of candy. At the end of each day they were left limp and too weak to move. And still they wanted more.

Angelia would go to bed dreaming of her boys' little cocks until each one developed a character of its own. She liked to have Tommy's prick up her ass the best. She liked to suck Michael's shaft the most because his come tasted the richest. And Bill's enormous tool was always at home in her cunt.

As for the boys, it was like a dream come true. Michael could be fucking Angelia and have fantasies about all of them at the same time. It hurt him when she finger-fucked him, but the pain soon turned to pleasure as they manipulated their bodies knowingly.

At first Tommy felt like an intruder because of the time he had spied on them. But now he felt like one of the family and he would do any number of delicious things to give his partners, especially Angelia, the pleasure they craved for.

The boys were careful not to be noticed each day as they walked to Angelia's house. They would sometime come at different times of the day or split up and take long, circuitous routes through the forest.

And strangely enough, they got away with it unnoticed each time. No one at the camp seemed the least curious about their activities because the three boys wouldn't dare even hint at what they were doing with Angelia. Then everyone would want to get in the act!

Angelia never felt better in her life. The steady daily sexual activities brought a rosy complexion to her cheeks and she seemed to be getting younger looking each day. She certainly felt as good as she looked.

As the weeks wore on, she tried to keep it out of mind that soon her boys would have to be going home and perhaps be lost to her forever. The boys detected a sort of melancholy about her now and again when she looked at them with a funny and far away look in her eyes.

But they were too young and inexperienced to understand. They just tried harder to please her.

Then one evening after the boys had left she had a visitor. It was Andy.

She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw him standing in the pale moonlight at the entrance to the house. He was taller by a few inches since last summer and had a marvelously deep suntan. They embraced without saying a word and Angelia wept softly on his shoulders.

"Angelia," he said, his voice shaking, "Let's do it like we did last summer."

"Oh, Andy, we'll make it much, much better!"

Angelia sat back on the bed and watched Andy undress for her. She felt her need for him grow to a fever pitch as if the afternoon's pleasures had merely been an appetizer for her.

"My dear little Andy! Did you miss Angelia?"

The boy couldn't speak. His knees were shaking as he got out of his pants. He pulled off his underpants and stood fully naked before her.

She gasped in delight as she saw his rigid tool jut out from between his thighs. "My, how you've grown since I last saw you!" she said in admiration. Andy smiled, looking very pleased with himself. He approached her.

"I'll make you feel good, my little man. I'll make you want me more than ever."

Andy gasped in anticipation of the delights that awaited him. Angelia sensed this. She knew what she was doing to him and she loved every minute of torture she was giving him. It was just like old times.

She remembered him sitting against the tree with his hot prick in his hand and she began to unbutton her blouse. His eyes closed in delight for a minute as Angelia's heaving tits came into view.

"Undress me, Andy. You remember how." She spread her legs invitingly. With trembling fingers, he undid her shorts and felt for the elastic underneath.

She took his cock firmly in her hand and rubbed it up and down. Andy thought he would faint with desire and lust.

"Do you like that, Andy. Tell me if you want more."

Andy ripped off her panties in way of reply and put his cock head against her pussy.

"Do it to me, Angelia. Do it nice like the last time. I feel so weak I can hardly move," he moaned.

A shutter of pleasure ran through him as she cupped the head of his firm young prick into her mouth and sucked it like a lollipop. She noticed his mound of pubic hair had spread to cover more flesh above his shaft since last year.

Andy's cock became hot and firm as she ran her tongue around the head of it and slid her mouth to the base. She fondled his balls in her hand. They were still smooth and creamy to the touch.

His tense fingers reached down to entwine themselves in her mound of coarse, curly black hair. She moaned and shivered in pleasure.

"You're remembering everything I taught you, Andy, and it feels so damn good."

'Take me in your mouth, Angelia. I want to feel your hot lips run over my prick." He was like putty in her hands.

Angelia took his hand and inserted his middle finger deep inside her. Andy felt the liquid of her cunt course down his fingers and cover the back of his hand with a creamy rich coat of female gism.

"You remember how, Andy. That's it! Deeper, deeper," she sighed.

Her desire mounted with each stroke of him inside her. She yearned to taste his delicious come again.

She slipped the boy's prick between her lips. She drove the pole in and out of her mouth with her lips so that he moaned in ecstasy.

"Oh, Angelia," he moaned, "how I missed you!"

Those were the words she was hoping to hear. Nothing could pry his prick from inside her mouth now except for an orgasm that she felt was soon to come.

He had been looking forward to this moment all winter. When he had to stay and attend a couple of classes in summer school he thought he would die. All he could think of was Angelia.

While sitting in the hot, stifling classrooms he would think of Angelia's ripe body and slip his hand unobtrusively in the pocket of his jeans.

He would gently massage the tip of his cock until he felt the come rise up his shaft. Then he would stop and wait until the shooting, boiling pain would stop coursing up his shaft. When his erect prick was limp again he would repeat the movements of his fingers over his cock head.

He would continue like this until he could barely sit still in his chair. Then he would come in a rush of pleasure that filled his loins and wet his pants. For a few brief seconds he would be back in Angelia's arms with his lips on her tits. He could almost taste her nipples in his mouth. Then he would become weak and bleary eyed. After the rush of orgasm was past, he could only feel disappointment.

Angelia grabbed his ass cheeks and forced him inside her mouth until only his balls were visible outside as they bobbed up and down. He bit his lips and drew blood. He was trying hard to hold back his come, but he couldn't do it.

His vision blurred and he saw stars. His legs felt like rubber could no longer support him. He fell weakly against Angelia and the come burst in a powerful and awesome rush from his cock head, instantly filling Angelia's mouth.

Andy's body circled round and round as if he were about to fall. Come surged like acid and like a searing rush of hot molten lava up his cock shaft.

He felt as if he was inside his own cock, rising up with his come. The turgid sauce pulled at the inside of his cock flesh, rubbing against the muscled fibers. The friction of the liquid against the inside of his cock walls was deliciously intense and alive. The pain of it burning through him both hurt and soothed him at the same time.

Time hung suspended. Seconds seemed like years. Everything was in slow motion. The pleasure thrill was unbelievably keen. His heart stopped and his breathing grew alarmingly shallow.

It was like riding bare back on a horse gone wild in the wind. The breeze blowing through the sheer curtains at the window cooling the sweat of his feverish brow. He could feel the blood throb in his temples.

Still the come surged through his cock. He wanted to cry out and shout hurry! hurry! The suspense was unbearable.

Angelia kept his cock steady in her mouth, wedged tightly between her ruby red lips. He tried to force it in and out, but was too weak. The come burned sluggishly in his balls. Why can't I come? he thought in alarm.

Pain and pleasure mixed in a. wave that washed over his body.

Then it happened. The pleasure was made more intense because it seemed so long in coming.

Angelia sucked the steaming come from his prick head. The lips of his piss hole shivered in delight. His orgasm made him both moan and groan in pleasure. The sensation was out of this world. It was like being jerked off by a thousand moist hands.

His hands grabbed the back of Angelia's head, partly to steady his trembling body and partly to bring her mouth even closer to his feverish loins.

He was crying and laughing at the same time. The pleasure seemed to last for hours, sparking through him like electricity. He prayed that it would last forever. And it seemed to go on for almost as long.

It dried out his body like a rag being wrung out. His eyes fluttered and closed. He seemed to enter his body and to become part of the rich flow of semen that dribbled from the corners of Angelia's mouth.

His cock was so thick and gorged with blood in her mouth that it frightened him. He had never known anything like this before. His head swooned in lusty delight.

Then it was over as soon as it had begun. The last drop of milky cream was drawn out of his prick by her eager lips and he lay back gratefully on the bed, his limp prick dangling between his legs and sending tremors up his spine as it slapped the inside of his thighs. His balls were raw and wasted.

He couldn't speak, but Angelia could tell from his blissful, grateful expression that he had come like a superman, enjoying every minute of it. She licked her lips in satisfaction. Sprinkles of his come juice stood out like dew on her chin. She lapped up the watery residue greedily.

He couldn't comprehend how insatiable her desires were. He relived the summer before all over again, this time much more vividly.

"How does my little man feel now?" Angelia whispered in his ear.

He smiled and embraced her, kissing her thankfully.

"You taste so good," she moaned. "I can never get enough of your saucy come."

"Remember when you came twice in my cunt," she continued softly. "How good you felt...."

"Yes," he said automatically, remembering how it had felt.

"I want you to fill my cunt again with your throbbing prick. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to come in all of my orifices."

His limp cock grew plumper and firmer against his thigh. It bristled against his bushy mound of pubic hair as it began to grow.

Angelia watched it uncoil like a snake.

"That's my boy," she said with a trace of wonder in her lusty voice.

She got on her knees and straddled herself over his belly. "I might as well give your petered-out little cock some help," she said with a smile. Andy giggled and his hands trembled slightly. My lord, she'll rip me apart, he thought.

Her thighs were spread wide apart and as she lowered her dripping cunt over the head of his cock that bobbed and pulsated beneath her.

"Put your hand on your cock," she commanded, "and rub the head across my cunt lips."

Andy had to hold himself back from the temptation of sticking his half-erection right in her cunt. First things first, he thought with a smile.

Angelia slowly settled herself on top of the boy until she had the whole thing inside her. She bucked and shoved with growing passion.

Andy's cock penetrated the core of her pleasure as she rocked herself back and forth and up and down over his stiff erection.

It was delicious for her and she could not get enough of it.

"Fuck.me, Andy," she moaned. "Fuck me, you little cunt teaser!"

Andy felt his prick rip through her like a fiery pole of passion and desire.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Shove it in all the way ... that's it. Deeper, more, more, harder. Ooohhh...."

Andy inched his middle finger around her ass cheeks, knowing that she loved a finger up her shit tube.

The tip of his finger rubbed back and forth across her ass crevice. He scratched at the opening of her hole with his fingernail and could feel the good sensations taking hold of her. He pulled at the tuft of pubic hair that hung down like a dark curtain near her ass-hole.

"Oh, yes, my dear. You know so well what Angelia likes."

Her words made his movements more frantic and persistent. His digit slipped in her hole which was made wet by the female cream that ran down like a stream from her cunt lips.

"We must come together, Andy ... you must hold yourself until I tell you to let go."

"I'll try," he groaned weakly.

She pounded at his cock unmercifully, drawing deep sighs of pleasure from his very soul. His pole of pleasure danced in her cunt.

Angelia felt the first inkling of her orgasm creep over her. Any minute, she thought, any minute now.

The come sauce bubbled and steamed in Andy's balls. His sacs were tight and ready to explode with juice.

She was on fire from the contact of his cock inside her. She was sure that once he came it would spark a thousand orgasms in her.

She loved to have Andy's youthful cock nestled deep inside her. It was a great comfort to her.

"You're so warm against me," she moaned. "It's like having a ball of fire ignite inside me."

His cock was thick and heavy now and about to come. Her come juices began to flow uncontrollably.

His balls were hard and ripe as she felt them become gorged and willed with male gism. He could feel them swelling too and it was driving him wild.

"Harder," he cried out loud. "Make your cunt swallow up my cock. Suck me dry with your cunt lips...."

She did as he wished.

He could almost hear the deep rumbling in his sacs signifying that his orgasm was almost upon him. He thrust his hips up to meet her thrusts.

They came together in a fuck of cock juice and pussy gism. They moaned and groaned in pleasure like two victorious animals in heat.

The two orgasms seemed to merge into one tremendous pleasure blow that knocked them both back onto the bed. Still, they coupled, now on their sides, thrusting one another's loins to a need that was swallowing them both up in desire and lust.

They drew apart and lay on their sweaty backs. Andy looked strangely pale, as if all the blood had been drained out of him. Only gradually did his tanned body regain its copper coloring.

Angelia felt wonderfully radiant, not in the least bit tired, but she was content to close her eyes and listen to the contented beat of her heart.

It was dark outside and the nocturnal sounds of the night could be heard from far off in the woods.

Andy looked so desirable lying there on the bed quietly. Already he was developing muscles, Angelia noted. She remembered that he played a lot of sports.

Drops of sweet smelling sweat sprinkled the hairs of his arms and legs. He was growing up, she thought sadly.

He opened one eye and blinked mischievously at her. She laughed heartily in spite of her sad thought and put her head on his firm young chest and felt the ripples of muscles beneath her cheeks.

He traveled his fingers through the worldly expanse of her thick hair and let his hand rest softly and lovingly on her cheek. It was such an open gesture of love that Angelia thought she would weep.

She cleared her throat and choked back her tears. "Come," she said thickly. "It's getting late."

"I know!" he declared suddenly. "Let's go for a swim! We'll swim naked in the lake."

By now the moon cast a pale ghostly light outside, making everything seem strangely tranquil and soft.

"But it's too cold to swim now," Angelia said, laughing at his boyishness.

"Nonsense," he pouted. "I bet the water is just fine. Come on. Just for a little while. We can take our clothes down with us and dress there when we're through."

Angelia gave in. "You boys will be the death of me yet."

Grabbing her shorts and blouse, she sprang out of the house naked and pale in the moonlight.

Andy rushed after her, his balls bouncing freely between his legs. They raced to see who would get to the pier first.

Of course, Andy won. He dived into the water, making a perfect arc with his back. Angelia jumped in after him, feet first.

The water felt deliciously cool and comfortable against their bodies, not at all as cold as Angelia thought it would be. She was enjoying herself thoroughly and wondered to herself why she hadn't come to swim during the evenings by herself.

Andy was submerged in the water and Angelia lost sight of him. For one brief moment her heart leaped up in fright at the thought that something might be wrong.

Then she felt a tugging at her legs that almost brought her under water, then a hand against her thigh. She spread her legs and felt Andy's fingers slither inside her cunt and play with her clit.

She felt weightless, a funny kind of weakness spreading over her. She let herself lie back to float on the water. She lay perfectly flat as if she were on a thin piece of cool silk.

Andy brought his head up between her legs and shook the water from his hair, sprinkling a fine misty spray over her. He carefully cupped her ass and brought his mouth down between her legs.

His tongue was warmly moist and sticky as it darted in and out of her cunt, licking at her cunt lips. His tongue followed the ridge of her slit, first the left Up then the right, until Angelia was dizzy with pleasure.

"Mmmmm," she sighed. She felt as if the water were pulling her down to its depths in a delicious embrace. She felt at one with the grass, the trees, the sky, the moon.

Even in the cool water, Andy felt himself grow hard and erect. The salty taste of her come meshed with the fresh touch of the clear water.

Her flowing cunt sauce made a very faint stain on the mirror-like surface of the water. Everything seemed crystal sharp in the moonlight.

Andy inserted a finger up her ass-hole and it slipped in easily in the water. He let it rest inside her as his tongue did all the work.

"Oh, Andh ... " Her voice so far away it sent shivers up Andy's bare spine.

His deeply sun tanned back shimmered in the night and the drops of water that ran down it glistened like silvery come. It excited her more than anything just to watch him at play.

"Oh, you are wonderful," she gasped.

He pulled down her legs so she could feel his thickened member against her bushy cunt. He forced his cock head inside her.

"Let's go back," she said softly. He understood and they began to swim slowly to the pier.

Andy helped her up and they fell wet and naked on the grass. Angelia sat on her stomach, letting the blades of grass climb inside her cunt and tickle her clit.

Andy pulled apart her ass cheeks and positioned himself over her. She spread her legs to help him in.

He pried apart her tight red hole and inserted his cock between two fingers. His fingers trembled so much that they slipped and released their hold. Again, he spread her hole.

His cock was burning hot and seemed to be pulling him toward her by a will of its own.

He entered her amidst her groanings and sighs of pleasure. She had to hold her breath and let him slip in all the way as her tube muscles relaxed and guided him.

At first the sensation of him inside her unsettled her as they had never fucked like this before, but because of that she felt especially fulfilled knowing she was having him every way possible.

He kept his cock still inside her as if deciding what to do next, then he gently rubbed her ass cheeks together making a delicious friction against his throbbing shaft.

He had always wanted to fuck her in the ass and now that he was doing it he felt marvelous.

He tried to push himself in further, but his balls against her hole opening stopped him. He was in as far as he could go. He kept rubbing her cheeks until they were red from his kneadings.

He could feel the come surge inside his balls and he had to clench his teeth and grimace in order to keep himself from coming right away. He wanted to savor the sensations as long as possible.. He wondered if Angelia's ass gave her as much pleasure with his cock inside it as her cunt did when they were fucking.

He asked her in a trembling voice, but she could just groan with pleasure. He was turned on by the animal sounds in her throat and had to force himself with all his strength to keep from trying to push himself in any further.

He could feel his orgasm building, slowly at first, but gathering momentum as the come prepared to rush up his shaft. The friction against his cock was almost unbearably delicious.

"Oh, you're filling me with your cock," she moaned. "It's so big, so huge, I can hardly stand it. Your cock is inside me."

He kneaded her cheeks like dough, forcing the come to shoot fiery sensations through his groin.

He tried to stop the orgasm from washing over him, but it was too late. He hung suspended in space for an instant then his loins exploded with its molten stash of boiling come that came out in thick globs to fill her shit tube.

He moaned like a wild animal in the night. He thought he would go blind-the rush was so intense and so enveloping. The pleasure sensation was almost inhuman in its stark intensity.

He had never known such a powerhouse of emotion before.

And it went for so long, pounding his skull like a giant sledge hammer. It was ruthless. His thighs shook violently with the power that coursed through them and to his balls and up his shaft, emptying in great heaving pools inside her.

Thick, milky streams of come ran down her crevice and dripped to the ground.

Angelia reached behind her and picked at the rich, succulent honey from his loins and sucked on it with grateful lips. Her eyes looked blissfully up to the sky as if thanking heaven for the sweet tasting delicacy. She couldn't get enough of it.

Andy pulled out his battered, limp pecker from her ass-hole and, like a cork, it let out a big glob of his man juice that was bottled up inside her.

She stroked his thighs, creaming her palm with his come juice, then licking off her hand in ecstasy. The aroma made her nostrils open and close in delight as they drew in the succulent scent of his cream.

They strained against each other, weak and happy. Andy drew her come-filled hands to his lips and licked her fingers gratefully. It was almost more than they could bear. Their breaths came in deep wheezes as they fought each other for his saucy come.

When her hands were licked dry Angelia pulled him to her. She was half out of her mind with the desperate need for his cock fluid. She would give anything for another mouthful.

His cock jerked spasmodically in her hand as she drew it to her lips and sucked on it like a woman possessed.

He cried out in pain and surprise, but his pain quickly turned to delight and appreciation at the attention his cock was getting. She sucked the fluids out of his wasted little prick until he was completely drained of semen.

Her face was splattered with his watery dew, but she let none of it go to waste.

Andy couldn't take any more. He had to fight her off of him. The rapacious glint in her eyes made them shine in the darkness. It scared the poor boy to see her like this. He never imagined she could become so excited with come fever.

He couldn't help but feel satisfaction, too, knowing that he was the focus of her insatiable lust.

It took her a while to compose herself. She had seen the fright in his eyes. I must remember, she thought, that he is just a boy and not used to the full fury of a woman's passion.

Gently they kissed and helped each other dress.

Angelia felt completely drained for a change. She just wanted to sleep. The swimming and their sex play had worn her out.

I must be getting old, she thought.