Chapter 10
Billy's mother was disturbed. So was his father.
"You just don't have any fun anymore," his father complained.
"I'm working to get a car," he told him. "Is there anything wrong with being ambitious? Maybe I should be on welfare. Maybe I could ask them for a car and food stamps and to take care of my baby. Wouldn't that be nice?"
"Well, that's what I hear a whole senior class at one school is doing," his mother told him frankly. "Every girl figures she's got to get pregnant. If she does she is going to have the state provide for her future. She'll go on to college with a baby."
"What's wrong with that?" Billy asked. "If the state would be everything, maybe we could make the progress they did in China."
"To hell with that crap," his father snapped back. "I'll be damned if I want to live in a barracks and get to fuck my wife once a week."
"Don't talk crude in front of your son," his mother snapped angrily.
"I apologize," his father said, "but you should hear the way these kids talk. Am I right, son?"
"It's the truth," Billy told his mother. "We do have a language of our own. It isn't always clean."
"It's more-likely obscene," his mother shuddered. "What's the world coming to? I've been saying for a long time that that final atom bomb blast would be a bath. It could clean the world of its illnesses."
"You sound sick," his father told his mother. "Knock it off. Do you want to be the first one to drop the bomb?"
"How can I be the first when Uncle Sam beat me to it?" she asked. "Remember Hiroshima?"
"Knock it off, you two," Billy said. "You'll just go from one problem to the other. I'm sick and tired of hearing you fight."
"Your father is always saying horrible things about our country," his mother said indignantly, "and I just can't stand it. Last week he took me to a movie. I was outraged. It was called High Rise. Well, what didn't go on in that film isn't worth mentioning. It was disgusting."
"I loved every frame of it," his father replied.
"You would," his mother shuddered.
Billy was so disgusted he had to get away.
"I want to go to Aunt Alice's," he told them. "I could have a good time visiting her."
"Knock it off," his father said. "I'm not gonna drive you out to the lake anymore. Why don't you go earn some more money?"
Billy didn't say another word. He felt he should look for some more work. Maybe he could find somebody else who would hire him.
He walked down a couple of streets and then he saw a woman watering her lawn. She was wearing a playsuit. He realized it was the terrible heat that forced her to wear a playsuit, but she looked so beautiful that it really got him going. He didn't care whether she was married or not. If her husband wasn't around he figured he would pick up some nooky on the sly.
"I wonder if I could be of any help to you?" he asked.
The blonde with the dazzling blue eyes looked at Billy. She did feel a quiver of sexual magnetism from him.
"Perhaps," she said softly, "what is it you wanted to do?"
"I'm looking for summer jobs," Billy said. "It's rather hard to find any around here. But I figured if I could be of any help to you, whatever I could do..."
"All right," she said, turning off the water. "Come inside. I'm sure that you could help me." She showed him to a den. "I need to have this den painted," she told him.
"My husband got the paint. But I just haven't started."
"I would be happy to help you," he assured her. Billy apologized.
"I don't have any work clothes with me," he said, "but I could take off my shirt and wear my shorts."
He half laughed as he said this and the woman suddenly recognized a sexual glint in his eyes.
"Whatever you say," she told him as she turned away and went to get the paint.
She put a plastic tarp on the floor. Next she brought the stepladder. Then she brought a paint tin and some rollers.
"My husband will be so happy that this is done," she told him. "I've asked Don to do this for days. But he's so busy at the office. He has an executive job. That title executive," she hook her head in disgust. "It just means they can keep them there for hours with no extra pay."
Billy opened the paint container. But first he realized he should take off his clothes so he wouldn't get his pants or shirt paint stained.
He slipped down to his boxer shorts. She left him alone. This bothered him. He thought that he might have to do a lot of work and get the regular pay they had agreed upon as two-fifty an hour. This bugged him. He would much prefer having a good time having sex and getting a little loot.
After two hours of painting he had the room almost done. She came in and looked at it with an approving glance.
"Wonderful," she nodded, "just wonderful. You've done such a good job."
She looked at Billy and he looked at her. The magnetism that they both felt propelled them into each other's orbit.
"You could wash up in my bathroom," she said huskily.
"Thank you," he replied.
"Just a minute, I'll get you a towel," she said.
Billy started undressing just as he entered the room. She looked at his bare bottom and told him, "Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Billy said, turning around, exposing his huge cock.
When she noticed his huge cock standing at attention she realized he had gotten turned on with her.
"I guess I'd better go," she replied.
"Why?" he asked her. "Maybe we could shower together."
She hesitated for a long moment.
"Don isn't gonna be home for a while," she admitted.
"What's your name?" he asked her. "Lora," she replied.
"Lora, why don't you and I get in that shower together?" he asked, his eyes looking into hers with hypnotic ease.
"All right," Lora said as she started stripping. Billy had become bolder. He had recognized what could happen if he would assert his manhood and his dominance.
"We are really gonna have a good time," he told her. "We will relax."
Lora's beautiful bosoms slipped free from her halter. Then she pulled off the pants to the playsuit. Immediately he saw her beautiful fur-trimmed triangle.
"Wow!" Billy smiled. "Just, wow!"
Getting in the shower together they washed each other off.
"Oh, Billy," she told him, "I've wished for a penis like this for a long time. You see, my husband Don works so hard he doesn't ball me much. Furthermore, he's been impotent for the last year and a half."
"That's awful," Billy said eagerly, "that means you need somebody to take care of you. I will do what I can."
"That's very thoughtful of you, Billy," she told him, "it really is."
Billy was pleased over the prospect of balling with her.
"Well let's wash each other off," he suggested quietly, "then we'll go to bed together." Lora was delighted at the prospect of balling with Billy. She washed him off, front and rear. He washed her bosoms and reached down to play with her pussy. Then he let his hands slip around her ass cheeks.
"Do you like my ass?" Lora smiled.
"Yes, I do," he admitted.
"Don used to fuck my ass-hole," she admitted.
"How did he do it?" Billy asked her curiously.
"He used to make me crawl on the floor," she laughed, "and he liked to snap his belt. Then he'd grab me. I'd never forget when he'd stab me."
"I want to try it like that," Billy said as they both dried off a moment later.
Going into the bedroom Lora was most considerate. She got on the floor. But not until she had correctly lubricated his shaft with KY. Billy lashed a belt across her buttocks.
"Move, baby," he told her, "move your ass."
She moved away from him. Billy followed quickly.
"Fuck it," he told her, "go ahead and fuck."
Plunging the slippery cock right up her rectum he stabbed hard.
"Oh, beautiful," she told him. "Play with my tits. Come on, Billy, I want you to feel of my breasts while you're fucking my ass. That's the way I like it. Oh, yes, keep it up."
Billy's slippery cock continued sliding into her. She loved it.
"Fuck," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on, baby, fuck it. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Oh, yes, fuck."
Billy had a way of stabbing his penis up her rectum that really pleased her. At the same time he kept his hands on her breasts.
"Give me a good screwing," she begged him, "but give me every fucking inch of it. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Don't stop. Keep fucking. Faster, baby. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. I love it. Just like that. Now you're drilling. Oh, sweetheart, fuck. Come on. Fuck fast. Fuck it hard. That's the way I like it. Come on, fuck it. Keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster."
The slippery cock plunged up her ass-hole. Billy was giving her a balling she would never forget.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, wow!"
As the cock' continued stabbing up her ass-hole she got more and more excited. She could feel her pussy moistening.
"Stick a couple of fingers in my twat," she told him, "go ahead. Oh, Billy, your cock up my ass is really exciting me."
Reaching for her pussy Billy immediately inserted two fingers. He knew what to do. Pinching her love button he fingered her some more.
"Ram it in there," she told him. "All the way up. Let me feel it."
As his cock continued stabbing into her ass-hole, he got more and more excited.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's really fucking. Come on."
All at once he exploded.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "I'm cuming! Oh, baby, fuck it. That's the way to do it. Fuck it."
She twisted her hips. Billy was juicing in her ass-hole.
"I'm cuming," she exclaimed. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. That's beautiful, baby."
The hot juice flooding her rectum pleased her. And in the same instant she was cuming. Her love juices trickled down her inner thigh.
"Keep your fingers working," she begged. "Oh, yes, Billy. That's the way I want you to do it. Keep that finger work going. Move it."
Finally she was gushing all the way. Billy swiftly pulled his penis from her ass-hole. Then he got underneath her. He licked her inner thigh up to her vagina. He flipped his tongue inside of her.
"Eat my box, Billy," Lora panted. "Come on, tiger, eat me. Oh, yes. What a tongue. You sure know how to use it. Come on."
Billy was surprised how much Lora enjoyed it. It was obvious to him she needed sex. He wasn't doing anything wrong. Apparently her husband, Don, was so preoccupied with business and making money that he hadn't been able to achieve the climaxes she required. Therefore, it would be wrong not to satisfy her carnal cravings.
Billy's hot tongue flipped against her clit. His teeth nibbled. He slid around her velvety vagina until she juiced. His lips pressed in a suction cup style right over her mound.
"Eat me," she begged, "ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes."
Passionately his tongue finished her off.
When he pulled out of her and looked up at her and smiled.
"Thank you, Billy baby," she told him. "Thank you so much."
It was a bit disconcerting, however, when his cock was still erect.
"Billy," she observed, "you've still got a hard-on."
"Yes, I have," he told her, "and if you want to suck it you can."
"Let's take a shower," she suggested, "then we'll finish."
She washed his cock off in the shower. He played with her and washed her, too. Getting out of the shower they dried off again and went back to the bedroom. Billy got in the middle of the bed. He spread his legs wide so she c"ould get down there and lick around his privates.
"Lick my butt," he told her, "and then suck my nuts."
Lightly she let her tongue lap around his ass cheeks. Moving up to his balls she sucked them both in. Then she licked every which way on his penis shaft.
"Suck my sticky dick," he told her. "Go ahead, sweetheart. Suck my sticky dick."
Hastily her mouth moved down over his cock.
"Eat my cock," he told her. "Go ahead. Suck my cock off."
All at once she could tell he was starting to ooze. She slowed the tempo of her cock sucking. She wanted to make it last.
"Cream comes up to the top," Billy smiled. "Oh, yes, sweetheart. Come on, Lora, you're some cock sucker. That's beautiful. Move your mouth all the way down. That's the way. Play with my balls. Oh, yes. I feel it to my toes. Keep your hand on my nuts while you're sucking my cock. That's the way. Oh, yes. Keep your mouth moving. Up and down. All the way. That's it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Suck it. Suck my cock. Suck it off."
Lora's mouth moved magnificently. Billy loved the way she was sucking on him. She let her hands quit massaging his balls as she reached down to slip an index finger up his tight rectum.
She was sucking now in a way that had him trembling.
"Eat my cock," he told her, "eat it. Oh, Lora, baby, finger fuck my ass-hole. Suck my dick."
Plunging his cock rapidly down her throat, he excited her.
"Oh, baby," he told her. "You're beautiful. Oh, yes. Suck. Suck it."
This was the erotic moment she'd waited for.
"Ohhh, yes," he cried ecstatically. "Now you're doing it. Come on. Suck. Suck it. That's the way to do it. Suck it off."
The hot white jissum shot down her throat. She pulled back so she could taste Billy's sperm. Her finger continued massaging his prostate gland.
"Eat me," Billy begged, "eat my juice. Suck it off. Oh, drain it."
She sucked his hot white cream. She was enjoying it.
"Suck it off," he told her. "Oh, yes, suck my sticky dick. That's what I want. Suck it, baby. That's the way to do it. Suck it off. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Suck my cock off."
At this point Billy wanted her to stop. Once more it was tickling at the tip.
"That's enough," he whispered. "You were beautiful, Lora, but you'd better stop. It's tickling now."
Lora knew when Don had told her to stop sucking. She recognized she had gone too far.
Slowly easing her mouth off his cock and taking her finger from his ass-hole, she smiled up at him lovingly.
"I'm so glad you dropped by, Billy," she told him. "We really know how to have a good time together, don't we?"
"You bet your ass we do," he told her. "That was a lot of fun."
Lora was quite proud of herself. She recognized what Billy required.
"Lora," he smiled, "can I come back and help you paint some more rooms?"
"Any time you want, tiger," she told him, "and I'm gonna give you a twenty-dollar bill tip."
"That's mighty sweet of you, Lora," he told her, "but you don't have to."
"I know I don't have to, darling," she told him, "but I want to. I love my husband. But I need sex, too. You can understand, can't you?"
"I do understand," Billy told her. "I just don't know as Don would understand."
"He wouldn't," she replied. "He's a hunter. You noticed all those rifles in the den. Well, he's a mean man at times."
"I'd better get out of here before he comes at me with one of those rifles," Billy said, scratching his head nervously.
'That's true," Lora admitted. "It's getting late, Billy. You'd better scram."
Billy got dressed. Lora got him the money.
That night when he got home he was very happy.
"How did it go today, Billy?" his father asked him.
"Not bad, dad," he smiled, "not bad at all."
CHAPTER ll
One evening Billy got a big surprise. His Aunt Alice dropped by. He was grateful that his mother and father were gone.
"Aunt Alice," Billy met her at the door, "I wasn't expecting you."
"Hi, Billy," she said happily. "It's so good to see you. I have missed you so much."
"Why did you miss me?" the teenager asked his aunt innocently.
"It was the way you fucked me," she told him. "I've never been screwed like that, Billy. I wish we could ball together again."
"Aunt Alice," he said nervously, "you shouldn't be talking to me like that."
"Why not, Billy?" she demanded. "It's the truth."
"Yeah, I know it's the truth," he admitted, "or you wouldn't be here. But mom and dad would kill you if they thought we were having sex."
"Forget them," she told him. "I've brought you a gift." .
She had a small box that she handed over to Billy.
"What is it?" he asked her.
"Open it up and find out," she told him.
Billy opened it up. He didn't understand it. There was a rubber nozzle attached to a cord.
"What exactly is it?" he asked her curiously.
"Don't you know?" she smiled. "I thought everybody knew what these were. It's a Susy Sucker."
"How does it work?" he demanded.
"You see that rubber nozzle," Aunt Alice explained. "That slips over the tip of your cock. Once you have it tightly over your penis, you plug it in. Then you fuck."
"Oh, wow," Billy smiled, "that should be fun. You mean it pulls off my cock. like a mechanical cock sucker."
"Right on," she replied, "and I'm saving another gift for later at the motel."
"What motel?" Billy asked her. "You never mentioned a motel."
"The motel where I'm staying," she smiled. "I figured that it would be a very good idea if I found you alone. I waited for your folks to leave. It was no coincidence that I came in right after they left."
"You're real clever, Aunt Alice," Billy smiled. "I guess we can have a good time. I know I've got the hots for you."
"As long as you can get it up a few times," she told him, "we're in business, baby. You know I am oversexed."
"No, I thought you were an alcoholic," he told her.
"What?" Aunt Alice shrieked. "Who's been feeding you that bull?"
"You shouldn't use words like that," he told her.
"I could have said bull crap," she said angrily, "because that's exactly what such talk is. There was a period in my life when I did drink a little too much. But that's all over."
"I'm sorry," he told her. "Mom and dad think you're an alcoholic. Of course, I don't tell them you're a sex maniac."
"Sex maniac?" Aunt Alice shuddered, "Billy, why do you say such dreadful things to me?"
"I apologize," he told her. "I don't know why I said that. I just know you like to suck and fuck and you do things with guys you pick up. And you find them at the bars so I thought you were a sex maniac alcoholic, Aunt Alice."
Alice was near tears.
"If it wasn't for the fact you don't know what you're saying," she told him frankly, "I would be very put out with you. But I forgive you, Billy."
"Thank you for your forgiveness," he told her.
It was obvious to him that his Aunt Alice was being as difficult as she knew how. She expected to be placed on a pedestal.
"Am I supposed to worship at the shrine of your pussy?" he asked her bluntly.
"Of course not," she said. "I just want a normal sexual relationship."
"All right, Aunt Alice," he told her, "Let's go to that motel and start balling."
She smiled.
"All right," he agreed.
Billy didn't bother to take a thing. He thought it was best for Aunt Alice and him to get out of there and fast.
Aunt Alice drove hastily down the freeway. She turned on a rock music station and looked at Billy.
"Mind if I feel of your cock."
"she asked him.
"Of course not," she told him. "Go ahead, Aunt Alice."
Alice felt of his penis.
"Oh, that feels so good," she said. "It's hard. Sure, baby. You've needed me. I'll bet you haven't had a good piece of ass since you screwed me last."
"That's the truth," he told her. "A lot of dead ass around this town."
"Billy," she was thinking, "if you could go to college and live at my place in the city, wouldn't that be wonderful? There's the nicest college there. Summers we could spend on the lake."
"I'd love it, Aunt Alice," he said as she slowly unzipped his fly.
Billy was worried. Aunt Alice had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his cock.
"Are you sure you can jack off and drive?" he asked her.
"I'll just give a side glance at your penis," she promised him. "But I've got to see it. Oh, how my pussy has yearned for your cock. I haven't had a good fucking since you did it to me, Billy."
He shook his head.
"I guess times are tough all over," he told her. "It's hard to get a good piece of ass, too. The young girls my age are difficult. You ask them to do such normal things as ass sucking and they refuse."
"The younger generation doesn't know where it's at," she complained. "They get high on pot and that's all they want. They don't even want to fuck after that. It's disgusting. In my day we used to get high on booze. Not too much, mind you. But enough to cloud our thinking. Then we would have a good time sexually speaking."
Billy laughed at the way she looked at life. It was all a series of sensations and thrills.
"Aunt Alice," he asked her, "Let me ask you one more question. Do you really like me?"
"Of course I do," Alice told him. "I think you're the most wonderful person I have ever known."
As she pulled on his cock she squeezed him.
"You're so sweet, baby. And mentioning sweet, your sperm is just that, honey, real sweet."
"Is it really?" he smiled proudly.
"It sure is sucking sweet," she told him. "I found that out at the lake."
Finally she pulled up at the motel.
"You'd better put your cock back in your pants," she said, "we don't want it to look like anything funny is going on."
Promptly Billy put his penis back in his pants. Aunt Alice got out of the car. She walked to the motel and he followed.
She fumbled in her purse for the keys. For a moment she thought she had lost them. That really made her nervous. Finally she did find them and opened the door. When Billy went in he was pleased to see a television.
"Have you got good movies on the TV?" he asked her curiously.
"I have," she informed him, "and we've got a king-size water bed. We could roll around in the water."
"I can't wait to see what your other gift is," he told her frankly. "It was so nice of you to get me that Susy Sucker. When I'm home alone and it's cool and I don't have anybody to ball with I'll just plug that automatic cock-sucking machine into the wall. But I hope it doesn't electrocute my prick. Sure I could sue. But I would have a fried prick."
"Don't worry about it," she told him. "There have only been two cases where men have gotten their cocks electrocuted with the Susy Sucker."
"Did they get a big settlement?" he asked her.
"I was only teasing," she laughed. "There wasn't any case like that. The Susy Sucker has been tested for safety. You don't have to worry about a thing when you slip it over the tip of your cock and let it jerk you."
"Don't frighten me" Billy said. "You had me scared for a minute."
At this point Alice was eager for Billy to take off his clothes. She wanted to love him.
"Hurry up and strip," she told him. "Then I'm gonna bathe you. I want to get right in that tub with you, lover, and wash you all over."
"I took a shower this morning," Billy said indignantly.
"I'm not saying we should get in the bathtub because you're dirty," she explained to him, "it's because it would be fun."
"All right, if you look at it that way," he agreed.
Now Billy was eager to see her, too.
He didn't have to wait long. For Aunt Alice did a quick strip.
"Oh, do you look nice," he smiled at her. "You really do look delectable."
"Men have said a lot of things about me, honey," she told him, "and the nicest compliment I've ever had is that my pussy is delicious."
Once Aunt Alice had pulled off her see-through panties, Billy smiled.
"I've never seen panties like that," he told her. "They're really something."
"I got them at a sex boutique," she smiled, "aren't they something else?"
"I'd say they are," he told her.
Now that she was completely naked, Billy ran over to her. He ran his fingers all over her bosoms. He dropped to his knees. He clapped her ass cheeks.
"Let's take a bath, Billy," she said as he arrived at her pussy.
Billy was so hot now that he wanted to get a few licks. He did.
"I know it's so beautiful you can hardly control yourself," she smiled, "but you must, Billy. Try real hard."
Billy knew it was not easy. For Aunt Alice was sure a knockout.
He slid his tongue a few more times along her crease.
"Oh, Aunt Alice," he told her, "you're something else."
Finally they went hand in hand into the bathroom. When she bent over to draw the water Billy looked at her beautiful ass cheeks.
"You know what I'm thinking of now," he laughed.
"I wouldn't have any idea," she said, knowing full well he was thinking of anal intercourse.
Stepping into the tub when she got the temperature just right, Billy joined her. Soon they were washing each other off with soap.
"Billy," she told him, "it's amazing how you brought me back to life. Actually, baby, I think I might have killed myself this summer at the cottage if it hadn't been for you."
"Why, Aunt Alice?" he asked her.
"It had become so monotonous going to the same orgies every year," she explained. "I like variety. And I was wishing there was some young man who would come into my life. I'm tired of older men. I had no idea that it would be a sixteen-year-old."
"Or a relative," Billy laughed.
"Certainly not," Alice insisted, "because I am quite a moral, puritanical person."
"I guess you are," he told her. "You thought twice before you sucked me off."
"That's the truth, Billy," she nodded. "It's so lucky that we got together."
Now she was stroking his cock. There were no words that flowed between them. For the vibrations of sex were powerful. Looking into her eyes he asked her, "Do you want to lick my ass?"
"Yes, Billy," she replied softly, "if my tongue stabbing up your ass-hole would make you happy, I'll do it."
"Oh, Aunt Alice," he said in awe, "you're a wonderful woman."
"Let's just say I'm an ass sucker," she laughed.
They got out of the tub and dried off. Going back into the bedroom she doused him with body splash.
"What are you putting that ridiculous stuff on my crotch for?" he asked.
"Crotch spray is the thing these days," she told him, "now that everybody is going down on everybody else, it's selling like crazy."
"That's not crotch spray," he told her. "You're putting some lemon body splash on me."
"Refreshing and wonderful," she exclaimed. "Oh, Billy, let's really enjoy ourselves. How about it?"
"All right," he grinned.
She loved the way he looked at her.
"Billy," she smiled at him, "you don't know how much I care for you. You really don't."
"I love you, Aunt Alice," he said.
Reaching for his cock she squeezed it.
"I love this, too," she smiled.
She reached for his scrotum. He loved the way one hand pumped on his penis while the other played with his balls.
"Oh, Aunt Alice," he told her, "how could any man ever leave you?"
"It was difficult, dear," she smiled, "but I guess I was too much for him."
"What do you mean, Aunt Alice?" he asked.
"I've never told anyone this before in my life," she told him, "but your uncle, bless his soul, had divorced me. But he came home for one more whack at it. And it did him in."
"How grim," Billy exclaimed, "what do you think will happen to me?"
"He was an older man," she explained, "and he couldn't take it. He must have been in his seventies."
"But you're only thirty-four," he said nervously, "why did you marry him?"
'That's a very good question, dear," she told him. "I married him for his looks. All of the money he had didn't matter. Billy, don't discuss him. Let me play with you."
Her hand massaged his cock. He was so excited now he was shaking.
"Let's go in the bedroom," Billy panted. "I want your tongue slipping in my ass, baby. That will be just great. So get with it, sweetheart. Give me that action."