Chapter 5
Alice decided she needed some other love interest. But she wasn't sure of what she could do to find a man who could replace the love that she was enjoying so much with her young and horny sons.
Even though she hated to go to a bar to locate a lover, she couldn't think of a better place to go.
When the weekend came and both of her sons were occupied with their girl friends and had heavy dates, so they said, Alice was left alone. She put on her tight-fitting green dress which showed off her breasts to super advantage. She went over to a bar that she had heard catered to swingers. Jt was called The Swing. She sat down and ordered herself a drink and before she knew what was happening there was a nice-looking young stud sitting beside her. He was a dark-skinned man with black hair. He could have been Italian or Mexican, she couldn't tell, and at this point she really didn't care.
"Good evening," the man flashed her a happy smile, "haven't seen you around here before."
"Good evening," she greeted him. "How's everything?"
"Fine thank you," he told her. "My name is Caesar. What's your name?"
"Alice," she replied.
He didn't take long to let her know what he had in mind.
"I like the new way people live today," Caesar smiled. "I think it's great when a chick and a guy can shack up together and nobody thinks anything of it."
"Yes," she smiled without humor.
Alice was thinking. She was thinking about what had happened to her marriage with Brad. It hadn't been a pleasant experience.
Caesar was so horny he wasn't paying any attention to what she was thinking or feeling. He was only concerned with his own sexual responses. He pressed his leg against hers under the table.
"I'd like to buy you dinner and then take you home to bed with me," he grinned.
"How thoughtful," she smiled. "Maybe we could."
Even though she wasn't that turned on with Caesar she felt she owed it to herself to try and find someone her own age who could make her forget her young sons. For she knew it wasn't right to engage herself with them in a physical sense.
She accepted Caesar's invitation to dinner and he took her to a spaghetti place. She was not impressed at all. Then he took her to his apartment. That was when she was really stunned. For Caesar had a rather sleazy place.
"This isn't too tremendous," Caesar admitted as he began undressing, "but it's a place to hang my hat."
"It's cozy," she observed, picking her words carefully.
She undressed and hoped that the bed would be clean. Fortunately she didn't see any cockroaches or bed-bugs. But she nevertheless was concerned with cleanliness. After all, she had an obligation to make sure she didn't become a disease carrier to her own sons. That would be horrifying. What if they picked something up from her that she picked up from Caesar? They could tell the health authorities that they had gotten a venereal disease at home in bed with mom. No doubt that would go in some official file. Next it would probably appear in some sleazy underground newspaper.
She brushed such thoughts aside, however, when she looked at Caesar's long hard cock swinging between his legs invitingly.
"I call it Little Caesar," he said as he gripped his long hard penis. She shook her head.
"That pecker doesn't look very little to me," she quipped.
Totally nude now Alice walked over and gripped Caesar's cock. She stroked it. He loved her hands on him.
"You like dick, don't you, baby?" he grinned.
She nodded and smiled. She pulled Caesar over to the bed. Caesar got in the middle of the bed and spread his legs wide for her. She crouched over his crotch and slipping her hands under his ass cheeks began pumping on his big penis while she licked his balls and sucked on his ass-hole. Caesar especially enjoyed it when Alice licked his tight ass and gingerly slipped her tongue in and out of his behind.
"Oh, stick it way in there," Caesar suggested. "I love it when my ass gets sucked."
She penetrated his ass-hole still farther. Her tongue rode up him and he wiggled.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Rim my butt while you pull on my dick."
She let her tongue continually penetrate his ass-hole while she pulled rhythmically on Caesar's long shaft. He was getting hotter and harder every moment.
"Now you're doing it," he told her enthusiastically. "Suck ass. Oh, you ass sucker. You sure know how to entertain my butt."
Alice was delighted that Caesar enjoyed her suck job so much. She couldn't help compliment herself on her skill. She knew that she had developed plenty of expertise doing it with Bob and with Bill. However, she would never tell him how she developed her skill.
Finally when she figured Caesar's shaft would explode, she pulled her tongue from his twisting behind and flipped it back and forth across his big balls. He loved the sensation. But what he loved most of all was when she licked at the top of his shaft and finally let her mouth slip over his penis head and sucked vigorously. He gripped her head and held her in place as he fucked her face. He was ramming it down her throat until she thought she would choke. He flipped his legs over her shoulders and rammed till he shot his gun off.
"It's loaded, baby," he told her as she sucked. "Eat it."
He watched as she ate his cum load. She gulped greedily till it tickled.
"You're draining it," Caesar laughed. "There ain't no more."
Reluctantly she pulled her mouth off his cock.
Now it was his turn to enjoy her body.
"Smother my face with your pussy," he begged her.
She lay on her side. Caesar lay on his side, too. He got his head between her legs. Then he started licking quickly with darting movements around her fur-trimmed triangle. Clasping her ass cheeks he squeezed them. He flipped his tongue back and forth across her pussy. She loved the sensation of his tongue sliding.
"Yes, Caesar, yes," she begged him, "that's what I want you to do. Oh, suck me. Suck my pussy."
Caesar could taste her. This triggered his tongue to more energetic pussy eating. He licked up and down her clit. He nibbled her and she gushed suddenly. The pussy juice dripped from the corners of Caesar's mouth as he sucked on her.
Reaching down she let her hands wander through his hair affectionately.
"That feels so good when you eat me," she whimpered. "Oh, baby, lick it. Love it."
She was pleased that he was so entertained. And she vowed that she would give him all of the sexual excitement that he could stand. The only problem was Caesar's cock was the original repeater peter. For no sooner had he finished licking her hot hole than he wanted to screw her some more.
"Beg your pardon," he told her, "but I've got a hard-on."
She laughed.
"I'll bet that's a poem you use on all of your women," she grinned.
Caesar nodded good-naturedly.
"Can't help it," he explained, "I was born with a hard-on."
"I believe," she agreed as she looked at his long, slippery penis shaft. She pulled on it and then she suggested that he might like to stick it into her ass-hole. That really surprised and delighted him.
"You're a woman after my own hard-on," he laughed. "I've tried to get many chicks to let me stick it up their behinds. But they're cowards."
'Technique, Caesar," Alice insisted. "If you slip it in slowly and have it well lubricated, it's a very erotic experience."
Caesar nodded.
"I couldn't agree with you more. Let me get some KY. That lets it slip in the best."
Alice appreciated the fact that Caesar was equipped to provide her with excellent lubrication before he would attempt to slip his cock into her behind.
She watched as he got out the KY tube and applied it to his penis. When it was completely slick he rode up her. She enjoyed the feel of his cock as it stabbed between his ass crack. But what she enjoyed even more was after he'd plunged it up her rectum. For now it felt fantastic. He had an even, regular rhythm. He didn't try to knock it up there so it would hurt her. Instead he was trying to achieve the most pleasure possible. To do so he was thrusting at a slow pace. And she was gently pushing back to accept his stabbing cock.
"You like it, don't you, Alice?" he whispered.
Alice nodded. Caesar went on riding into her.
"Fuck it for me."
She was surprised when Caesar didn't do much shoving. Instead he massaged her ass cheeks and let her do the work. Her ass muscles clamped on his sliding slick cock. She gripped it tightly and squeezed hard.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Fuck. Come on, baby, fuck it off."
She loved his hands caressing her buttocks. And then Caesar reached around and fingered her pussy while he went on stabbing her ass-hole. With hard, deep cock stabs he went on riding her rectum.
"There's nothing perverted about ass fucking," Caesar argued. "It feels good. Nobody should knock it that hasn't tried it."
He went on ramming away and all of the sudden his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Fuck it off."
His hot white sperm shot up her ass. There was no doubt in her mind that he was giving her one of the best ass fucks she'd ever experienced. And she wanted him to keep on doing it.
"Harder," she begged. "Let me feel every fucking inch of it. I want it."
Caesar's balls slapped against her bottom as he plunged in up to the hilt. Now he was reaching around and sticking his fingers high up her pussy. She was starting to juice. A second later Caesar got his gun off.
"I'm cuming," the dark swarthy-skinned man panted as he began sweating and furiously fucking her ass.
His hot white cream shot up her rectum.
Now that he'd finished giving her the ass fuck, he pulled out. He slapped her bottom affectionately.
"Well, you've got forty minutes," he exclaimed.
"Forty minutes before what?" she asked, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Forty minutes before my wife Helen comes home," he laughed.
"I didn't know you were married," she shook her head nervously.
"You don't have to worry about Helen," he told her. "She'll climb in the sack with us. She digs women, too. You know, AC-DC."
Caesar winked as he told her about his wife's bizarre sexual patterns.
"I don't swing myself," she told him. "I think that's rather sick. I've got to get going."
"Hang in, honey," He told her. "You don't know how much fun it can be to have a three-way."
"No, I don't," she said crisply, "and I don't intend to stay here and find out."
She had finished dressing when Helen came in. Helen looked at her and didn't seem overly pleased.
"What are you doing with my husband?" she asked grimly.
"We were just talking," Alice explained nervously.
"Talking my ass," Helen snapped. "You were balling him. Taking advantage of a weak man. You could tell that he was an alcoholic."
"That's not true," Caesar chimed in. "Sure, I like a drink now and then, but I can handle my booze. I can."
"All right," Helen said. "If you'd clear out I'd appreciate it."
"Don't you want to have sex with her?" Caesar shrugged.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Caesar, I'm not a lesbian," she growled. "I'm gonna leave you one of these days. It's the best thing that could happen to both of us."
It didn't take Alice long to clear out. She was bothered that she'd ever become involved with Caesar. It was obvious he had no regard for the truth. If she had known that he was married naturally she wouldn't have gone home with him. She was just trying to give a single man some fun. But breaking up a happy home was not her idea of having a good time in bed.
When she got home herself Bill was waiting for her.
"I thought you were out on a heavy date tonight," she told him.
"I thought I was, too," he complained. "I took this nice girl Nancy out. I figured she would give me a good time. Damn it, she wouldn't even let me feel of her."
It bothered Alice that her son had such a rough time.
"It's a pity," she said. "I guess the little bitch couldn't appreciate you. A girl nowadays ought to know that a fellow has every right to expect some sex."
She was hoping that her son wouldn't ask for any from her. She went into her bedroom and undressed and turned on the television and began watching it. She hadn't gotten more than ten minutes involved with a show than her son came in. He was wearing nothing but his shorts.
"Bill," she told him, "you shouldn't parade around the place with just your shorts on."
Bill didn't say a word. Instead he pulled down his shorts and let his huge cock flip up to view.
"What am I gonna do about this?" he demanded.
"Oh, son," she shrugged nervously, "I wish you wouldn't come in here like that."
He couldn't help it. He knew that he had to get some erotic response. He went over to his mother and after he'd slipped off his shorts began feeling of her bosoms.
"What do you want, darling?" she asked him.
"I want you to teach me something about fucking," he told her. "I heard about this movie where the woman sits on the table and spreads her legs and the guy eats her snatch. Would you like that?"
"I'm not gonna desecrate our dining table with pussy eating," she assured him.
"You can do it on the dresser," he told her. "You could sit on the edge of the dresser and you could watch me suck."
Alice looked over at her dresser. If she took everything off she figured she could sit up on it.
Then perhaps her son would be satisfied if he ate her.
"I don't approve of this, dear," she said nervously, "but if you insist."
Alice removed everything from the dresser and then she took off her clothes. As her son looked at her body he got hotter and hotter.
"You know, you really are something to look at," he told her. "I'm crazy about that fur-trimmed triangle."
She didn't say a word. But she made sure that her bedroom door was locked. As she sat up on the edge of the dresser her young son closed in. He bent over. He parted her pussy lips and looked at the moist pink flesh. Then he flipped his tongue inside of her.
"Oh, baby," she groaned, "if you like it so well, go ahead. Suck me."
Alice sitting on the edge of the dresser with her pussy exposed to his view was the focal point of his attention. He let his tongue slide along her slit. Parting her pussy lips he looked at the moist pink flesh. This got him even more excited.
"You're beautiful," he exclaimed. "Oh, mom, I want to eat you."
He wasted no time. Now his tongue was slipping inside of her. She enjoyed the feel of his tongue gliding inside of her.
"Eat me," Alice cried ecstatically. "Eat me."
His passionate tongue continued penetrating her pussy. And all of the time she was wiggling. His hands gripped her buttocks and soon he was stabbing his tongue in hard, plunging movements. She loved the way his tongue penetrated her pussy. It was almost as if he was using his tongue as a penis.
"Yes, Bill," she cried anxiously. "Eat me. That's what I want you to do. Suck my pussy."
When she felt his tongue sliding up and down her love button she couldn't take much more of it she knew. Reaching out she gripped her young son's head and begged him to suck her all the way.
All at once she was juicing.
"I'm cuming," she cried ecstatically. "Oh, baby, lick quick."
Her young son devoured her pussy juices. And when he'd finished sucking her off he pulled his tongue from her pussy and went up to her mouth and kissed her passionately.