Chapter 7
Angelia had only a vague recollection of what had gone on the night before. It seemed so dream-like and phantasmagorical. Her boys were providing. her with plenty of diverse amusement, she had to admit that.
She would hate to have it all end, but it would have to end eventually. Fortunately, that point was still some weeks away. She tried not to think of it.
She was eager to enjoy the new day and the delights it would bring her. Sunshine streamed through her window and warmed her bed. She stretched herself and yawned deeply. She let the sun mottle her body with light and shadow.
Angelia got up and stood by the window, breathing in the fresh country air. She felt famished. It seemed like days since she last ate.
While dressing, she surveyed her room. It could do with a new coat of paint, she thought. Perhaps some new wallpaper and curtains too. In fact, she mused, it might be a good idea to re-do the whole house from top to bottom.
After Angelia's father had died, she was shocked to learn that he had left her in his will a considerable amount of money. Her brother was also well provided for.
She was never interested in her father's business affairs, and since she left home at an early age hadn't kept in touch with him except for the occasional phone call or visit. They had always been fairly well off, but money never really meant much to her.
She made sure her money was well taken care of so she could live comfortably for the rest of her life.
She never cared for extravagant living. She devoted herself entirely to her little boys, and that's all she needed to get by. She lived a simple life now, well within her means.
The house was secluded and she was content to keep herself company during the winder months when there weren't as many boys around. All in all, it was a satisfactory arrangement and one that suited her.
There was a note lying on the kitchen table. She read the childish scrawl: Dear Angelia, Sorry but we won't be able to see you 'til Thursday. Another fucking camping trip a bunch of us guys have to go on. We'll miss you and see you as soon as we get back. Love, Michael, Bill and Tommy.
Thursday! That was three days away! How can I stand not having my sweet boys until then, she thought aloud. Those damned camping trips!
Angelia hoped Andy wasn't one of the boys that had to go too.
She was sure he didn't know of her afternoons with the other boys because he had only arrived at the camp the other day.
She longed for his cock. To feel his hands and thighs caressing her pussy. If only he was here to soothe her burning desires until her other pets came back.
Then they could all join in the fun together! It's the best way to make friends, she thought with a sly, foxy smile.
All I can do now is wait and hope that Andy comes around for more of what he got last night. If he's back at the camp, she thought, he'll be back! He has a little things to catch up with.
As it turned out, she didn't have to wait long.
He came running to her door, not bothering to knock, and rushed into the house. By then-enraptured faces it looked as if they hadn't seen each other for years. The boy was beside himself with joy.
He had only his shorts on. His tee shirt was stuffed like a rag in the back of his pants against his ass. The shorts were so tight it looked like he had been poured into them.
Angelia could see the distinct outline of his slim ass cheeks which tappered off to slim, creamy thighs. He was barefooted.
His deeply tanned body glistened with a thin coat of sweat and his face was flushed under the tan because he had run all the way from camp.
Her own pale body stood out in sharp contrast to his darker, richer colored torso and this excited Angelia.
She could feel their hearts pounding against each other's chests as if in passionate union, each forcing the other to beat faster and louder.
His cock began to swell against her. She could feel it become erect and grow down his leg toward the leg opening of his shorts. In a moment his cock head emerged.
She rubbed her hand down the outline of his throbbing pole. His balls were lodged in one swelling bulge against his thigh. His prick ached to be set free from the tight encumbrance of his shorts.
Her finger followed an imaginary line from his neck, between his tits, to his navel and in one flick of her wrist his shorts were unbuttoned.
His cock rose as straight as an arrow and was taut and erect under the fabric of his underpants.
"Take it out," he groaned. "Hold it tight in 'our hand. Pull it. Aaaaggghhh...."
Unzippered, his pants were forced to his feet. The white underpants against his dark skin sent shivers up Angelia's spine.
Andy unbuttoned her blouse and fondled her tits, making the nipples become erect and dark with blood as he soothed them in his trembling hands.
Angelia pulled down his underpants, sending his stiff cock into life as it touched the open air. She cupped his cock head and drilled her middle finger into his piss hole. The tender meat inside was hot and moist.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Angelia cooed.
"No, I can't wait. Let's fuck standing up. We've never done that before." His eyes were glazed with passion and expectation.
Angelia backed herself against the wall and spread her legs.
Andy positioned himself between her spread legs and grabbed his prick.
"No, let me," said Angelia. She took his heaving piece of hot meat in her hand and held it tightly just above his balls. She squeezed his shaft and forced it to expand as it gorged with blood. His cock head looked enormous and deliciously smooth. His piss hole opened wide.
He swooned so that Angelia had to hold his ass with her other hand to steady him. He was trembling like a frightened deer.
"Hurry, Angelia. Put me inside you. Make me come in your cunt." He was panting like crazy. His knees weer jelly.
Angelia guided his taunt prick head into her cunt. She slipped it in and out, deeper and deeper, until the whole shaft was wet and sticky with her cunt dew. She was using his tool like a dildo to excite her.
He was as weak as a kitten. "I'm coming," he cried. "I'm coming. Oooohhh...."
She let go of his erection and forced it inside her by pushing him against her with both wet hands manipulating behind his ass. She lowered herself down on him, the muscles of her thighs standing out as they strained to hold both their weight.
"Fuck me," she moaned as she bit his earlobe. "Drive inside me. Put your penis up my vagina."
He was driven half out of his mind by her words. They pounded each other. Angelia felt herself weaken as the first wave of her orgasm broke over her.
It was torture for her to keep half standing. She felt her sweaty back slide down the wall. Andy pushed her back up with his cock still inside her.
She fought with him and mumbled "Come ... must have your come. Must taste it." She got down on her knees and began sucking on his pole of passion. Instinctively, he grabbed her by her hair, drawing her lips to his bushy mound of pubic hair as his cock went in her mouth to the hilt.
Andy felt the come surge in his balls. He could come any second and he would have to come in her cunt.
"Please, Angelia ... your cunt ... my prick ... in your cunt." He could barely talk. His mind refused to function properly. It was overpowering him with new and delicious sensations of pleasure.
Saliva dripped from her lips and rolled down his gorged shaft. His cock was burning hot from the friction of her mouth.
"Stop! Please stop," he groaned. Instead, Angelia sucking became more intense as she was comsumed with passion.
A dribble of come fell from his open piss hole and she could taste the salty drops in her mouth. She had to have more.
In one swift motion, before Angelia knew what was happening, Andy pulled out his dripping shaft from her mouth, got on his knees in front of her and forced her legs open.
Angelia was pinned against the wall and couldn't move. She was at the mercy of his adolescent desires. He was like a lion cub, unaware of his own strength, and Angelia was loving every minute of it. His eyes widened in delight when he saw her gaping pouting cunt lips and the red, wet folds of her inner cunt. He gasped at the delights that awaited him inside.
He ached to be inside her and Angelia ached to have his cock.
Andy lowered himself down on top of Angelia. His thick pole was lying against her creamy cunt. He rubbed her cunt lips with just the head of his prick. Thick, slushy juice flooded his thighs as Angelia felt another orgasm seize her.
She pried open her cunt lips with her anxious fingers, revealing to him her nubbin of pleasure. It was wet and sticky with her love juice. She opened and closed the opening of her slit, making Andy mad with desire and lust. He had to get inside and she was stopping him, teasing him.
Every time he tried to penetrate her luscious folds she would close off her slit. Her thick mound of hair was sprinkled with her come dew. It hung like beads of sweat on each curly hair. Her female scent was filling the air.
He moaned with pleasure and caressed his manroot. It swelled up to a tremendous size. Angelia couldn't take her eyes off it, it was so big. She thought it would burst with all the blood that was pounding inside it.
Then she pulled apart her legs and shoved her box against his face. Andy couldn't contain himself. With both hands he took hold of the pubic mound and pulled her dripping cunt to his face. He buried his head inside it.
He made a slurping sound as he drunk her fluid. She could see his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed great mouthfuls of her sweet tasting sex fluid.
She wanted everything. She wanted every part of him. She reached behind him and, without pause, shoved in two fingers up his ass-hole. He moaned in ecstasy.
She was inside him up to her knuckles. And there was room for more. With difficulty at first, she soon managed to insert three digits up his flaming shit hole. Her fingernails scraped the red velvety flesh inside him. It was warm and moist.
It felt, uncomfortable at first having practically her whole hand up his ass, but he soon was hoping for more, wishing his tube was bigger so she could stick her whole hand inside to excite him.
With her other hand she fondled his balls, rejoicing in their tight firmness, their youthful energy, as the come surged inside the sacs and she could practically taste their creamy, salty texture.
The tips of her fingers followed the paths of wrinkled flesh on his adolescent balls. His balls turned and moved in her palm. They squirmed and trembled at her touch. They became tight like the skin of a pear.
A dribble of come fell on her wrist as he moaned in delight from between her thighs. Quickly she let go of his cock, afraid he would come in full force in her hand and she didn't want to waste any of his precious fluid.
His cock shaft relaxed, though it remained thick and erect. She ran the tips of her fingers lovingly up and down the shaft feeling its inherent smoothness and its soft, rough quality at the same time. She plucked at the piece of flesh that hung in a slight fold just underneath his prick head.
She rubbed his flesh between her thumb and forefinger feeling the veins pulsate with blood. She wanted to know his cock. She wanted to feel and capture every inch of it and make it her own.
Bubbly, frothy liquid stood lodged inside the head of his cock. She pulled apart the piss hole and let some of the sticky milk from his loins wet her finger tips. Her tongue gobbled up the watery residue on her fingers.
Andy's whole face was inside her; he would stop sucking her clit when he felt aroused, then start in again when Angelia would let go of his prick.
He pulled his sopping face from her cunt and wiped the excess liquid from his lips and chin. His cheeks were inflamed with passion. He was nearing his limit.
She took her fingers out of his ass-hole and pushed him to her. His cock found its way to the opening of her snatch. She spread her legs again and it opened. He entered.
Slowly, very slowly, he inched his erection in and out of her cunt hole. Each time it came out more sticky and wet than before.
"Deeper," she moaned with desire. "I want you rock all to myself."
Her legs wrapped around his thighs like two snakes. Her legs then intertwined like vines on a tree and locked. She forced him in her snatch to the hilt.
Tears sprang to his eyes because of the building pressure of his tight balls against her hair which scratched them like steel wool.
"Not so hard!" He let out a sob. "Please! Not so hard!"
She loosened her grip on him and felt his muscles relax.
Her hands played in his hair. She bit his earlobe and groaned in his ear as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm. The more she got the more she wanted.
It felt like his meat had grown another five inches inside her. She loved the musky odors exuded by her cunt and his cock. They went so well together.
He let out a gargled cry and saliva dribbled from the corner of his mouth onto her erect nipple. His cock jerked wildly inside her as he bucked her.
His hips pumped faster. Their bellies made a slapping noise as they hit each other.
His cock seemed to leave his body as he shot his load of seed inside her. He was almost weeping, it felt so good.
They held on to each other in sheer delight. He flowed like a raging river inside her. The muscles of her snatch pulled at his gorged prick, drawing out more come. He was surrounded by warm, cushiony cunt flesh.
A pool of her watery fluid and his come that fell from her cunt lips formed under them. She could feel the wetness on her ass.
Their bodies were steaming with sweat. They could hardly take a breath.
"You're a real cunt fucker," she groaned.
"Angelia, I'm so hot I can hardly stand it."
"Do you want more?"
"Oh, yes, Angelia Suck me. Suck me!" He was delirious with pleasure.
Angelia slowly and painfully got to her feet. "Let's go inside now. We'll be more comfortable there."
"Yes," he panted. "Suck my balls off inside."
Angelia reached into her bedside table and brought out the dildo. She gave it to the startled youth.
"While I'm sucking your precious little cock, I want you to stick this in my cunt and up my ass. I want to come with you."
He held the phallus in both hands and just stared at it, as if not comprehending what Angelia wanted him to do with it. Fucking kinky, he thought.
"You lie on your back. That way you can stick it up me easily." She smiled. Angelia had a mad, passionate glint to her eyes. Andy was ready to sock it to her and do a good job on her. He would have her climbing the walls with passion and delight.
His cock hung in a limp, half-erection between his thighs, which were spread wide like the wings of a butterfly. He held the dildo at his side and wanted Angelia to make the first move. She was more than willing to do so.
She got on her knees, spread her thighs so her pubic mound covered the protuberance of her cunt lips. Gently, almost reverently, she took Andy's moist little tool in her hand and began to give his whang a slow rhythmic jerking off.
"You have the most beautiful cock I've ever seen," Angelia said. Andy tightened his grip on the dildo and went to work.
"Stick it in me," she moaned. "Turn me on.
Andy shoved the ten inch penis straight up her cunt until it was lodged tightly inside and could go in no further. Then he swirled it around inside her.
The soft dome of the dildo cock head felt like acid eating away at her cunt walls. It was like a high powered drill going to work inside her. Andy kept screwing it into her folds.
"Come on, you little pussy teaser, stick it in ,me. Make me come. I love it, I love it!"
Her flood gates opened letting out all her stored up cunt juices. It ran down Andy's arm as he maneuvered the phallus in and out of her hungry snatch.
"Fill me!" she cried.
Andy reached around with his free hand and pried open her ass tube. This was what she was looking for.
He caressed the length of her crevice, making her dizzy with pleasure. She felt weak and giddy. He could feel the excitement climb through her like a current.
Andy teased the tight, puckered hole, letting only the tip of his digit enter before slipping it out again and continuing the massage.
His cock was firm and heavy between his thighs. It stood up like a tower and enticed her mouth on to it. It was like she was meeting an old friend. The muscles of Andy's belly fluttered like ripples on a calm surface of water as she took his prick in her mouth.
"Oh, Angelia," he breathed, "you're the best."
The muscles of her ass-hole flexed open and Andy's digit was deeply embedded before he could stop it. He regulated the motions of his finger to the rhythm of her mouth as it ate his prick up.
He closed his eyes in delight, a smile of satisfaction creased his lips, and he languidly rocked his head back and forth on he pillow. A long, drawn out moan escaped his lips.
If only Michael's school friend had met up with me, Angelia thought, then he'd really know what a good blow job was like. She could give head like no one else.
His face winced as if in pain. When his eyes opened momentarily they looked dreamy and far away. He felt like his ass was sinking deep into the mattress. The bed springs creaked under his pressure.
He bobbed his ass up and down on the bed as he neared his orgasm. Still his finger worked in her ass.
As Angelia's sucking became more fierce and intense, he took out his moist digit and spread his legs. Angelia knew what he was about to do and she pried open his red ass-hole to help him do it.
His cock head was rubbing against the roof of Angelia's mouth. Saliva dribbled down his shaft and onto his curly pubes.
He had never stuck his finger up his ass before, even when he masturbated. He never thought his ass-hole could be a source of such pleasure. But because of Angelia, he knew better.
It was awkward at first to finger fuck himself. He remembered when Angelia first did it to him last summer. It was a few days after they had met in the woods. His face flushed when he thought about it.
He was standing against a tree not far from the camp. Angelia was kissing him goodnight with her tongue when she suddenly reached behind him and slipped her hand into his pants.
First she pressed against the crevice of his ass, then she stabbed him with her middle finger.
He cried out in pain and alarm. It hurt him terribly. But after the initial plunge, Angelia was gentle. She eased her digit up his shit tube until he could feel her knuckles press against his cheeks. '
Then she soft of wiggled her finger inside him. It gave him an instant hard-on. Then he burst. Come soaked his underpants and seeped through to his shorts. The pleasure sensation was even more spectacular because his erection was trapped inside his pants causing a delicious friction at his groin.
The come charged out of his piss hole and the stain on his pants widened. His knees weakened and he fell slowly to the ground, too weak to stop himself. As he fell, Angelia's finger slipped out of his hole sending a surge of pleasure up his bowels. He had never felt anything like it before.
It was almost that good as he eased his own finger up his tube. He felt the tightness of his hole as it closed around the digit.
He eased his finger like a tool up his passage. He had to move it around a little so it would go in all the way. It was like a deep pressure building up inside him.
Angelia came as she watched his finger disappeared up his ass. The juice flooding out of her cunt forced the dildo out of her. Andy let it slide wetly through his trembling fingers....
"Again," she cried barely able to talk with his cock in her mouth, "put it in again."
Instead, Andy cupped her mound and shoved in three fingers. His hand was puckered and aged looking because of the female fluid which had been saturating it for so long.
"Oh, yeah," she groaned with delight. "That's it ... that's much better. Do it, Andy, blow my mind." He had Angelia climbing walls of pleasure.
He felt the sacs in his balls widen as they became full with come. His balls were hard and elevated against his wet shaft. He was ready to shoot another load of pleasure.
He pulled his finger out of his ass and then put it quickly back in again, so he could feel the delicious sensations he was giving himself.
He took the dildo in his hand and prepared to shove it up instead. It was hard at first and it really hurt. But Angelia helped him guide it in.
Her mouth slithered up and down his erect prick bringing it closer to its threshold of ecstasy. He was almost there.
The aroma of his ass-hole and his prick and her cunt and ass-hole came together and excited them like two animals fucking.
Angelia gnashed the knob of his cock between her teeth and drilled the tip of her tongue into his cock head. She could taste the tentative beginnings of the come that would soon be filling his shaft before emptying in her cunt. '
She took out the dildo and forced her finger up his ravaged ass-hole. His crevice was red and inflamed from the attention given to it. It was not used to such attention.
Andy pinned her arm with his legs forcing her digit to rest deep inside his hole. She tried to move it around, but it was gripped too tightly in his passage. He was loving every minute of it.
Andy clenched his teeth and let out a muffled scream as Angelia's fingernail pierced the redolences of his inner flesh like a sword. The pain was delightful.
At that exact moment, she felt her mouth fill with nice hot milky fluid. Come splashed against the walls of her mouth and coated the roof of her mouth. She was in seventh heaven.
She was swallowing semen as fast as his cock could produce it.
Andy made gargling noises at the back of his throat. His whole body shook in spasms of pleasure and delight. He felt wonderful all over.
It felt like his orgasm would never end. He knew the second orgasm would be better than the first, but he never expected such continuous waves of pleasure.
His thick come caked her lips together. It hung in webs between her mouth.
Angelia lifted her mouth from his cock and arched her back in pleasure. At the same time she pumped his cock with her hand. Nothing more was coming out of the piss hole, but Andy felt the pleasure sensation shoot through him like an invisible power.
It was weakening him, sucking all the youthful energy from his body through his still erect prick. His head shook until he was dizzy, but he couldn't stop. He was reaching climax within climax.
He had a wild, frightened look in his glazed eyes that made him look like a frightened child of ten.
His adolescent body could not take so much pleasure at once. It was more than he could bare. He was afraid that it would kill him. But what a way to die!
The buzzing in his ears got louder and louder until the only thing he could hear was Angelia groaning and moaning as she slurped up the remainder of his creamy fluid.
He wanted to yell for her to stop and tell her that he had had enough, but he couldn't talk. His mouth was dry as if stuffed with cotton. His tongue was thick and fuzzy.
His cock jerked in her hand and he couldn't stop it. He wanted it to stop and rest and his balls ached, but there was nothing he could do.
Angelia was satisfied. She looked at the poor, frightened boy and felt sorry for what she had put him through.
"I think my little man has had enough," she said.
He nodded weakly. He didn't dare speak, fearing that his voice would break and shatter in a thousand pieces.