Chapter 3

Steve was back early the next morning to work on his new job-so early, in fact, that Bette wasn't out of bed yet. But she smiled to herself when she heard the power mower start up. She wouldn't have to worry about being horny today.

Their agreement was that Steve would do half an hour of noisy yard work so that any neighbors listening over the fence wouldn't be suspicious. It might have looked rather odd if he just went into Bette's house every day and stayed there for hours.

So while he mowed the lawn, Bette showered, dressed, and had breakfast-all the while thinking about Steve and his gorgeous young cock.

Finally the half hour was up, and the mower shut off abruptly. Steve must have timed himself right down to the last second. Bette opened the patio doors, and the eager boy rushed in, grabbed her, and kissed her hungrily. She returned the kiss with equal lust, wriggling her hot little tongue into his mouth. They shivered with horniness.

"Let's go in the bedroom, dear," Bette grinned.

"Great," Steve leered.

She knew he was all primed for a quick fuck, but he wasn't going to get one. Bette had done some thinking since her first encounter with Steve. If he was going to be with her every week day, they wouldn't want to be doing the same old thing every time. There would have to be some variety in their fucking, and that meant Bette would have to teach the inexperienced teenager some tricks. She looked forward to it.

"Let me undress you, darling," she purred as they entered the bedroom.

"Aw, I can do that myself, Mrs. Gates," Steve said.

"I know, dear, but it's more fun if I do it for you," Bette explained. "I thought since you got here so early this morning, and we've got so much time, I'd teach you some new ways to turn women on. Would you like that?"

"I sure would," Steve grinned. "I wanta learn everything there is to know."

"Fine, then we'll start by undressing each other," Bette said.

She knelt and helped him off with his sneakers and socks. She took the opportunity to kiss his toes, which only seemed to embarrass him. Well, he'd learn. She stood and drew off his t-shirt, admiring his lean tan chest with its small patch of blond hairs. She stuck out her tongue and tickled his nipples, darting from one to the other, and this time he didn't seem so embarrassed.

Then she unzipped his jeans and helped him out of them. His handsome young cock was semi-rigid, dangling from its shiny nest of blond cock hairs. Bette sank to her knees before him and fisted his cock, giving it a swift pumping in her hot hand. Steve gave a snort of lust, and his prick lurched lustily in her fist.

But Bette had an even more delicious way of urging his cock into full hardness. Fisting the throbbing base of his shaft, she popped the rest of his prick into her mouth and began to suck greedily on it. Steve gasped as he felt his cock drawn into the boiling heat and juicy wetness of her mouth. She sucked powerfully on his dick, drawing her cheeks in tight.

"Ahhhhh, Jesus!" Steve yelped.

Bette was sure he'd never had his cock sucked before. He went wild when she plunged his prick right back to her throat and applied strong vacuum pressure. She bathed his throbbing meat with her scalding spit and lashed it with her tongue. Steve swayed, dizzy with lust, and had to rest his hands on her shoulders to steady himself. As she noisily sucked his prick, he whined with pleasure.

"Holy shit, Mrs. Gates," he panted, "that feels terrific. Ahhhhhh, yeah, suck my cock."

To add to his excitement Bette cupped his hot swollen nut sacs and massaged the furry bags, all the time sucking fast and hard on his prick. She felt his fingers digging into her shoulders as his excitement mounted. She knew she was an expert cocksucker-her husband had always told her so. It excited her wildly to make this young boy go wild with her sucking.

But she didn't intend to spend much time at it, not today. She wanted to save his hard-on for her feverishly horny pussy. She sucked him and massaged his balls until his prick mushroomed to fullness in her mouth, stretching her lips hugely and butting into her throat. As the hot droplets of prick cream began to splatter onto her tongue, she knew he was dangerously close to coming, and she pulled back, letting his rigid spit-drenched dick snap from her lips.

"There," she purred, "wasn't that better than undressing yourself?"

"It sure was," Steve sighed. "Wow, I never had my cock sucked before. That was fantastic."

"We'll do some more of it later," Bette said, "but now I want you to undress me. I think you've got the idea."

"Yeah," Steve grinned, reaching for her blouse.

He wasn't so shy today, and he deftly unbuttoned her blouse in seconds. He drew it off and reached around her to unhook her bra, all the while ogling her enormous creamy-pale tits which bulged over the top of the bra cups. He unfastened her bra and drew it off. His hot eager hands cupped her big naked tits, hoisting them, testing their heavy weight. He started molding and squeezing big fistfuls of tit, and Bette shivered with excitement.

"Mmmmmmm, yes, dear," she sighed, "play with my tits. I just love that."

The boy was in seventh heaven, having all the time in the world to play with the biggest most beautiful tits he'd ever seen. While he squeezed the hot satiny flesh, he ran his thumbs over her large cone-shaped pink nipples and stimulated them into stiffness. So far, so good-but would he really be inventive? Bette knew it was unfair to compare this teenager with her experienced husband, but still she missed Len's expertise in sex.

Then Steve surprised her. He dipped his face down, snaked out his wet red tongue, and began licking her rigid throbbing nipples. She gasped and shivered with pleasure. The delicious sensations from his juicy hot tongue streaked right down to her swollen creaming pussy.

"Why, you clever boy," she purred, "that's the next thing I was going to teach you. Mmmmmmm, feels marvelous."

"Oh?" Steve chuckled. "Let's see how you like this!"

He opened his mouth and sucked in one big erect nipple. His mouth was scorching hot and juicy-wet around the sensitive bud, and as he began to suck noisily on her tit, Bette moaned with lusty excitement and grabbed his shoulders to steady herself. She felt her aroused pussy gushing thick hot juice that soaked the crotch of her panties.

"Ahhhhhhhh, yessss," she moaned. "Yes, darling, suck my tits, I love it!"

So far she hadn't had to teach him a damned thing. Maybe he was more experienced than she thought, or maybe his lusty instincts just led him to do whatever pleased a woman. Whatever the reason, he was gobbling her tit like a pro, making a loud lewd slurping noise that increased her wicked arousal. He sucked one nipple, then the other, till her tits were tautly swollen and her rigid nipples visibly throbbing.

Len himself couldn't have done a better job of tit-sucking, she had to admit. She was absolutely shuddering with need by the time he left her tits and dropped to his knees in front of her. He unzipped her jeans and helped her out of them. Then she was wearing only the tiny black lace bikini panties she'd chosen especially for him.

"Nice," Steve breathed.

He seized the waistband of her panties and slowly drew them down, watching her golden muff curls pop into view. Again Bette had to clutch his shoulders to keep from falling over in dizzy excitement. This kid had all the right instincts when it came to sex. He wasn't rough, he didn't rush. He knew how delicious it was to toy with each other, to work each other up to a state of unbearable lust.

At last he popped the panties down over the rounds of her ass, and the silky garment slithered down her legs. She stepped out of it and waited, her legs parted just enough to give him a tantalizing glimpse of her wet red slit. Steve parted the furry lips of her bush and exposed the pea-size lump of her clit. He pressed a fingertip to the little button and began to rub it.

That was nice, but it wasn't what Bette wanted. "Steve," she panted, "have you ever gone down, on a girl? Eaten pussy?"

"Naw, my girl won't let me," Steve said. "She thinks it's dirty. But," he added with a big grin, "I'd sure like to learn how."

"God," Bette purred, "because I'd love to teach you. Let's lie on the bed. It'll be easier that way."

"Sure, Mrs. Gates," he said eagerly.

Bette stretched out on the bed, bent her knees, and spread her legs lewdly wide, giving the boy a good view of her wet red gash and its thick fringe of blonde curls. Steve knelt between her legs for a good close look, his hot eyes darting from her erect red clit, over the shadowed mouth of her cunt, and down to her little puckered shitter. Bette quivered with lusty anticipation as she began giving him his lesson.

"Pussy eating is the best way in the world to turn a woman on," she said, "and my husband Len was an expert at it. I want to teach you everything he did, Steve. It'll get you a lot farther with girls."

"Great," he said, "go ahead."

"You start with the clit," Bette instructed. "That's the most sensitive and sexy part of a woman's body. You said your girlfriend Cindy won't let you go down on her?"

"Right," Steve sighed, "she just lets me use my fingers."

"All right, that would be a good way to start. Just pretend I'm Cindy, and frig my clit till I'm really going out of my mind," Bette said.

Steve snatched up her juicy little joy buton between thumb and forefinger and kneaded it roughly. Hot jolts of pleasure ripped through her pussy, and she was soon creaming her thick pussy syrup all over his frigging fingers. She gurgled and whimpered as his fingers kneaded faster and faster on her juicy throbbing clit.

"If you were Cindy, you'd be really hot by now," Steve said. "It doesn't take long to have her going out of her skull, not when I do this."

"Then that's the time to go down on her," Bette panted. "While she's hot, before she can think, just start licking her clit fast and hard."

He reacted almost before she'd finished speaking. Suddenly his blond head was between her thighs, bobbing up and down, and she felt the delicious sensation of his stiff juicy tongue tip flicking back and forth over her supersensitive joy button. She howled with pleasure and creamed all over his face.

"Good, Steve," she moaned, "you're a fast learner. Now just keep doing that till I come."

His hot wet tongue whipped roughly back and forth over her erect throbbing clit, giving her fantastic sensations of pleasure. Bette lay back gurgling with delight, clawing the bedspread, and creaming helplessly. Her musky juice soaked his face and dribbled down her ass crack in a molten flood. She hadn't had her pussy eaten in a long time, and she knew she'd have no trouble at all in coming.

"Yessssss," she hissed, "lick meeeee.

There couldn't be many things in the world, Bette thought, that felt better than this. A man's wet hot tongue slamming and lashing her most sensitive orgam-it was too wonderful to be described. As her excitement mounted, her clit swelled to its fullest, standing up like a tiny erect cock. Its sensitivity increased till the pleasure was almost unbearable.

"You're eating me good, Steve," she groaned. "I'm going to come very soon."

It was even sooner than she'd thought. A few more rough flicks of his tongue on her frantically aroused clit, and she felt a bomb blast of pleasure in her belly. She stiffened, gasped, and then began to convulse helplessly, her scalding come-juice splattering all over the boy's face.

"Unnnhhh!" she wailed. "That's it, I'm coming!"

Steve kept tongue-lashing her clit all the time she was coming, sensing that it would vastly increase her pleasure. Bette wallowed in it, creaming, howling, kicking as the powerful spasms rocked her body. When she finally went limp and panting for breath, Steve came up for air, wiping his cream-soaked face and grinning smugly.

"I guess I got you off, huh?" he said.

"Yes, darling, that was marvelous," Bette sighed. "You're a natural at pussy-eating. Want to learn some more?"

"Definitely," Steve said. "I can really use this stuff on Cindy. What's next?"

"Well," Bette said, "suppose I'm Cindy and you just got me off by licking my clit. You should go on to something else right away, before she comes to her senses. The best-thing would be to suck her clit."

"Got it," Steve said eagerly.

Then his head was dipping between her thighs again, and she felt him parting the thickly-furred lips of her bush and isolating the hot red bud of her clit. He jammed his mouth onto the cream-slick button and began to suck. Again his instincts were right on. He sucked hard and fast, and Bette felt her whole pussy melting with pleasure.

"Eeeeeeee!" she wailed. "Yes, great!"

He was gobbling her clit lustily, noisily. The obsecne slurping and sucking sounds filled the room, increasing her wild excitement. Violent jolts of pleasure ripped through her belly as the boy sucked her joy button, drawing the little bud out like elastic, kneading it with his lips. Her famished cunt mouth gushed spurt after spurt of steaming juice onto his face.

"Ohhhhh, good boy, you're eating me just right," Bette whined. "Keep sucking me, darling, suck."

The pleasure was almost devastating. She threw back her head, and her eyes rolled crazily. Her small pink tongue lolled out, and she clawed the bedspread. She moaned steadily, hoarsely, as Steve sucked her with a frenzy of pleasure. She felt her scorching pussy cream flooding down the crack of her ass. Then came the delicious explosion she'd been craving.

"YOU'RE MAKING ME COME!" she howled. "WHAAAHHHHHH!"

She hadn't thought any man could equal her husband's performance in bed, but this inexperienced kid was coming awfully damned close-and in just his first lesson, too! As her body helplessly convulsed in orgasm, Steve went on sucking her squirting joy button fast and hard, greatly intensifying her pleasure. She had her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy. When she opened them again, she saw Steve coming up for air.

"Well, how'd I do?" he grinned.

"Perfect," Bette sighed. "Cindy won't stand a chance."

He frowned.

"Maybe," he said, "but you don't know Cindy. She's a real cock-teaser. I think I oughta learn a few more tricks just in case."

"Fine by me," Bette grinned. "If I were Cindy, you wouldn't stop now, either. Don't let her rest or think. Now would be the time to tongue fuck her."

Steve grinned broadly. "Does that mean what it sounds like?" he asked.

"I think you've got the idea," Bette purred.

He dived for her steaming wet pussy, running his stiff tongue over the swollen sensitive flesh until he found the hot creamy pit of her cunt mouth. He jammed his thick tongue hard into her scorching fuck hole, cramming the wet meat almost to her womb, and Bette gave a shrill wail of pleasure when she felt her famished fuck hole stuffed with throbbing tongue.

"Unnnggghhh, yes!" she howled.

Steve jammed his hands under her churning ass and held her tightly in place as he started plowing his big hot tongue up and down in her eagerly tugging cunt. The rough fucking sensation drove Betty wild with pleasure, and she was soon pumping her hips in time to his thrusts, cramming her juicy slick cuntal tube up and down his rigid tongue.

"That's just right, darling," she moaned. "Fuck my cunt with that nice big tongue, fuck me good. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His plowing tongue made an obscene slurping noise as it reamed the thick hot juice from her squeezing pussy hole. Bette dug her nails into the bedspread and threw her head back in ecstasy as she took the lightning-fast thrusts of his big tongue. His nose was rubbing her horny swollen clit, and his bobbing chin was stimulating her clenched shitter. Her whole pussy was on fire with pleasure.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," she screeched.

What with a whole month of sexual starvation, and now Steve's terrific pussy-eating, it didn't take her long at all to climax. As the delicious spasms gripped her body, her cunt closed tight around the boy's deeply-lodged tongue, squeezing and releasing the thick meat in powerful convulsions. Steve jabbed away in her creaming pussy hole till she went limp.

Bette was about to compliment him on the terrific job he'd done, when he rose to his knees and grinned wickedly at her. "If you were Cindy," he said, "here's what I'd do right now."

He slammed his hips forward violently, and Bette gasped as she felt her cunt crammed almost to bursting with his bloated steel-hard cock. She hadn't caught her breath before he began fucking her like a stallion, plowing his granite boner clear to her womb with each greedy shove. It was a moment before she recovered from her surprise and felt the violent stabs of pleasure in her pussy.

"AHHHHH, GOD, YES!" she moaned. "FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"

Steve threw himself onto her, his lean hard chest flattening her big ripe tits, and fucked into her like an animal. Bette shrieked with pleasure and wrapped her legs around his sweaty heaving back. She clawed at his shoulders in her pleasure-frenzy and wailed each time his massively bloated young cock crammed into her fuck hole.

"Whaddya think?" he panted. "Would Cindy go for this?"

"If she doesn't, she's crazy," Bette moaned. "Oh, fuck it it me, Steve, fuck me good, uhhhhhh!"

She didn't think it was possible for the lusty groaning kid to fuck her any harder, but he did. The bed began to rock and creak, and Steve's taut belly smacked thunderously against her. He slammed into her so hard that he left her breathless with each powerful lunge, her cunt deliciously crammed with rigid throbbing cock-meat.

"Unnnggghhh, you sweet bastard, you're doing it to me," Bette gasped. "AAAHHHH, YES, I'M COMING."

It wasn't easy for the fuck-crazy boy to hold out as her huge hot tits jiggled against his chest and her spasming cunt gripped and released his swollen prick. He gritted his teeth and plowed his granite cock deep into her, savoring the milking and tugging action of her red-hot climaxing cunt. She came so violently that the bed creaked and groaned.

"OOOOOOOO, SO FUCKIN' GOOD!" Bette screeched.

When she finally came back to her senses, she decided that Steve deserved a big reward for his sensational performance. She'd taught him about every one of Len's best techniques, and he'd been excellent at all of them. And now here he was, leering down at her, his cock still stiff as a board in her come-soaked twat, eager and ready to go.

"Darling," Bette purred, "I have an idea."

"Oh, yeah?" Steve grinned. "What's that?"

"Let me blow you," Bette said.

His grin broadened. "Hey, I could go for that," he said, rolling off her and onto his back.

Bette savored the sight for a moment. His sleek hard-muscled teenage body turned her on like crazy, and of course so did the sight of his achingly bloated dick pointing lewdly at the ceiling and oozing fat bright globs of juice. Saliva rushed to her mouth as she watched the glistening drops running down the rigid blue-veined shaft of his prick. She dived for him, bringing her open mouth down hard around his cock.

"Awwwwww!" Steve bawled.

Bette caved in her cheeks and raised her tongue, sheathing his silky young prick in a hot nest of juicy flesh. She sucked him hard and fast, her head bobbing furiously, her long blonde hair flying. As she crouched over him, Steve watched her in horny fascination, his eyes darting to her wildly swaying tits. His face flushed with pleasure, he whined and gasped as she gave him an expert blow job.

"Shit, yeah, Mrs. Gates, suck my cock," he moaned. "Awwwww, fuck, that's great."

Bette was so wildly turned on that she took his big knobby cock head right into her throat without choking. She took in every inch of his heavily throbbing prick until his hairy balls rasped against her chin. His deliciously salty cock juice rolled down onto her tongue, and she savored it before swallowing. She drooled all over his cock, bathing it in scalding spit.

"Unnnggghhh," Steve groaned, "you're sucking' me so good, baby, I'm gonna come. Awwwww, yeah, awwwww!"

His thick hot jizz spurted out so heavy and fast that Bette's mouth was full before she knew it. She gulped the steaming load just in time to take another. Steve whined and jerked his hips frantically, fucking her mouth, feeding her every last drop of his delicious come-juice. Bette released his prick and licked her lips.

Sadly, they noted the time-Steve was expected on another job. But they'd be together again tomorrow.

"See you then, dear," Bette grinned. "And let me know how you make out with Cindy."