Chapter 5
When Billy's mother came to pick him up after the two-week vacation he tried to get her to let him stay longer.
"You must have hypnotized my son," his mother told Alice.
"He just enjoys it here," she assured his mother, "and any time he wants to come back, he's welcome here."
Realizing that he didn't dare make too big a fuss for he might arouse his mother's suspicions about his sexual relationship with Alice, he said no more.
However, once he was home Billy knew he had to find a sexual playmate. He knew it wouldn't be easy either.
There was a nice-looking girl down the street who he figured he could have a good time with. He saw her watering the lawn one afternoon in a swimming suit. She looked so tempting that he went over and suggested they go out together. "Hi, Debbie," he smiled at her.
"Oh, hi," Debbie smiled, "I haven't seen you around, Billy."
"I was visiting my Aunt Alice," he told her, "and I really had a ball. She has this neat lake cottage and we went water skiing and everything."
"You lucky guy," she smiled. "I wish I could have been with uou."
"We had a good time," he told her.
Finally he summoned up all his courage and suggested that she go out with him.
"What would we do?" she asked him.
"There are all kinds of things we could do," Billy told her.
"Do you have a car, Billy?" Debbie demanded.
"No," he admitted, "but I can borrow one."
"I'm just not going out with fellows that don't have cars," she said. "I'm tired of walking."
"How about Saturday night?" he asked eagerly. "My dad will let me have the car. We'll have a ball."
"All right," she agreed. "That sounds like fun."
"It will be fun." he assured her.
When Billy got back home he knew he would have a problem.
"Mom, I need the car for Saturday night," he informed her.
"No way," she replied, "your father and I are invited over to dinner at the boss's house."
"Real cool," Billy said angrily.
Now he really had a problem.
"Have a heavy date, son?" his father questioned him. "In a way," Billy told him.
"Is she a real nifty chick?" his father asked anxiously.
"She's quite a nice girl," he told him. "You know, Debbie down the street."
His mother glared at him.
"Debbie is a wild girl," his mother told him emphatically, "and I don't want you having anything to do with her."
"Knock it off," his father objected. "I'm glad he wants to go out with some girl. Just because she is a little uninhibited, don't you make a fuss."
"Uninhibited my ass," his mother snapped. "She's a slut. She's doing things with every boy she can pick up. Sure she wants a car. She wants to do it in the back seat."
"You'd better watch it, mom," Billy said evenly. "I happen to like Debbie. She-likes me, too. So you take it easy."
His father was pleased to see him assert his manhood.
"Good for you, son," he told him. "If you like that girl, wonderful."
His mother was so angry that she strode away. When Saturday night came, Billy had a beautiful idea.
"Debbie," he suggested, "how would you like to come over to my place?"
"What for?" she demanded.
"My father has some educational movies," he told her, "and I thought maybe you'd be interested."
"I'm sick of education," she told him. "I'm tired of all that school crap. I wish I could go out and live."
"These are sex education movies," Billy smiled knowingly.
"They're what?" Debbie asked, doing a double take and scratching her ear.
"They're fuck films," he chuckled.
"I've never seen any of those," Debbie admitted, "and I would just love to come over to your place, Billy. Just so your folks don't catch us looking at those flicks. Your mom is a real prude."
"She is," Billy agreed, "but my dad isn't. How about it?"
"That would be beautiful," she agreed. "It really would."
Billy was pleased that he had made such a hit with his suggestion. However, he wanted to be very careful. He didn't want Debbie to prove to be a problem.
After his parents had gone on Saturday night, he brought Debbie over. "Just in case they come back before we're through," he suggested slyly, "we ought to watch these flicks in my bedroom."
"No way," Debbie told him. "I'm not gonna get trapped into sex with you, Billy. I am a clean-living girl. Some say I'm wholesome."
"I think you're very wholesome," he told her. "You've got wholesome measurements, sweetheart. Especially those thirty-eight breasts."
"Let's look at the films," she told him, "and quit talking about my measurements."
Finally Billy convinced her that he would be a good boy if she would only go to his bedroom to see the films.
Billy set up the screen. Then he got the projector going.
"Now," he smiled, "Let's see what other people are doing when they're screwing."
The first film showed a woman with her legs parted, sitting on a kitchen table. A grocery boy came in. He dropped the groceries and immediately went over to her. Clasping her ass cheeks he pulled her pussy to his mouth and started licking quickly.
"What a vulgar movie," Debbie quipped. "I don't find it vulgar," Billy said. "I find it appetizing."
"You a pussy eater, Billy?" she demanded. "Every chance I get," he admitted. "Do you want to eat my pussy tonight, Billy?"
Debbie demanded. "Is that why you dragged me up to this bedroom?"
"Maybe," Billy mumbled as he watched the close-up of the tongue slipping into the woman's pussy who was sitting on the table.
"You've got a nerve," she told him. "You know you can't get my pussy for nothing. I charge."
"So that's your problem," he laughed. "Oh, I read you well."
"It's gonna cost you, Billy," she told him. "If you've got a ten spot handy I'll let you lick my pussy. Otherwise, forget it."
Billy nodded.
"I'll get your money," he told her, "don't you worry about that none. I'll pay you to eat your box."
Billy was unprepared for this but fortunately he did have ten dollars tucked away in a drawer.
"What are you taking that money from?" she asked him.
"It's my lunch money," he told her.
"I'll give you a nice box lunch for ten bucks," she giggled.
Billy turned off the film. He was interested in one thing now and one thing only. He wanted to suck her pussy. He was delighted when she accepted the ten and stripped.
"You're a real nice girl, Debbie," he told her. "I can't thank you enough for letting me eat you."
"Some boys say I'm delicious," she told him.
"You tell me what I taste like when you finish."
"Don't worry, I will," he laughed. , Billy couldn't help wonder if Debbie was making a survey of what her box tasted like to different people.
Gripping her ass cheeks once he'd gotten undressed and gotten on the bed, he slid his tongue smoothly into her vagina. She loved the feeling of his tongue slipping back and forth.
"Eat me, Billy," she begged frantically. "That's it. Oh, baby, eat me. Suck my pussy. Suck my snatch."
Passionately his tongue propelled into her. He was doing his thing.
"Eat my pussy," she panted. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Eat me. Oh, Billy, suck my pussy."
Passionately Billy placed his lips over her vagina. He sucked like a hungry baby.
"I'm gonna feed you, Billy," Debbie smiled. "Oh, Billy, what a tongue you've got. Whip it around. That's it, baby. Lick my clit. Now you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, just like that. Oh, Billy, suck my snatch."
Passionately Billy continued licking. All at once she juiced. His grip on her ass cheeks held tight. Now she was ready for eating.
"Ohhh," she groaned, "that's fantastic. Oh, Billy, now you're doing it. That's the way."
He was really excited now and so was she.
"Eat my box," she begged, "suck every drop of me. Oh, Billy, suck it."
Billy finished her off. When he had completely cleaned out her box he pulled his tongue away from her.
"Like it, Billy?" she asked with a sly winning smile.
"You know it," he told her. "It was great fun." At that point she asked, "Billy, should I lick your dick?"
"First, Debbie," he suggested, "I would enjoy having you suck on my ass-hole."
"I'm not an ass eater," Debbie complained.
"It's about time you learned to eat ass," he told her. 'There's nothing to it, really."
"Oh, I bet nobody ever sucked your ass-hole, Billy," she said flatly.
"You'd be surprised," Billy told her as he pulled on his cock to bring it to its full size. "I've had older women go ape about me."
"Older women are easy to get," she laughed. "They can't get young studs."
"I'll tell you exactly how to do it," Billy said. "Go ahead."
Billy got in the middle of the bed and bent over. "Get behind my ass," he told her, "and grab my ass cheeks. Then get your face in there." It was upsetting to Debbie that Billy thought she would do anything this demeaning.
"Why should I?" she demanded.
"I'll make it worth your while," Billy informed her.
"That's different," she told him, "now you're talking. How much?"
"Oh, I suppose a good ass suck is worth another ten," he told her.
She agreed.
"I shouldn't do this," she admitted, "but I'm curious to know what it would be like to eat your ass, Billy."
Grasping his firm ripe ass she let her tongue slip between his ass crack.
"Reach around and pull on my cock while you're sucking on my ass-hole," Billy suggested. She reached around and gripped his cock and pulled on him. At the same time her tongue slipped up his ass crack.
"Eat my ass," he told her. "Oh, yes. That's the way to do it. Come on, eat my ass-hole."
All of a sudden her tongue stiffened and stabbed right up his rectum.
"Beautiful," Billy panted as she let her tongue continue slipping up his rectum.
"Oh, wow!" he panted as she pulled on his cock at the same time. "Does that ever feel good. Keep sucking my ass. Keep pulling on my cock."
She was pulling him closer to climax.
"Come on," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Oh, yes. Suck my ass. Suck it out. Eat it."
Her plunging tongue movements pleased him. However, Billy's cock was getting harder. He knew what she had to do. "Get your mouth on my cock," he told her.
Slipping off she got underneath him. Gripping his ass cheeks she looked up at Billy. She liked the view from here. She could see his swelling, swaying balls. His huge cock was directed at her mouth.
"Open your mouth," he told her, "and start sucking. That's it, baby. Come on."
He inched his cock into her mouth. She was sucking with regular movements.
"I'm gonna give you a deep throat fuck," he promised her. "That's the way. Oh, yes, sweetheart, I'm gonna stab it right down your throat."
Driving his cock with a savage stab he throat fucked her.
"Oh, wow," he panted, "now we're doing it! That's the way, baby. Let's make it."
The passionate lovemaking persisted. His balls rode her chin. "I'm gonna feed your face," Billy told her, "I'm gonna give you my load, baby. I'm gonna shoot my juice in your mouth. You're gonna taste me. You'd better not spit it out, Debbie. You've got to swallow my seed. It's precious."
She clutched his ass cheeks now as she waited for him to shoot his wad.
Suddenly Billy got his rocks off.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Oh, Debbie, suck. Suck that sweet cock. Suck it."
It tasted like sugar in Debbie's mouth as she sucked his white creamy penis load.
"Eat it," he begged her. "Oh, Debbie, eat my cock. That's it, sweetheart, suck the juice out of it. Milk it."
She milked his penis. At the same time she surprised him. For she slipped her index finger right up his ass-hole.
"Suck it, sweetheart," he told her, "suck my sticky dick. Oh, baby, now you're sucking. That's the way I like it. Suck. Come on, suck off my cock."
The hot white cream shot down her throat.
"Ohhhh, baby," he panted, "that's wonderful. Oh, sweetheart, I don't have to worry about you spitting it out. You love it. Suck every drop of it."