Chapter 3
After her young son Reggie had gone to school Lorna got to thinking. She wondered if she might discover a young lover that she could have in the afternoons.
That day she went out to lunch. Making it a point to wear her tightest-fitting outfit, she did look very appealing. She went to a restaurant and was delighted when she saw a teenage bus boy.
"How old are you?" she asked him as he picked up the dishes from the table where she sat down.
"Eighteen," he shrugged. "I'm just working here part time. I'm taking classes in college."
'That's nice," Lorna smiled. "I'll bet you're a real strong boy, aren't you?"
"You're getting kind of personal, aren't you?" he asked curiously.
"Am I?" Lorna laughed. "Well, maybe I am."
It was obvious to her that he was turned on with her.
"Maybe I could help you with your school work when you get off here," she suggested.
"I'd like that," he nodded knowingly.
"I could meet you here or down the street," Lorna suggested. "What time do you get off?"
"I get off after lunch," he told her. "Three o'clock."
"Let's say that I will be standing just a block down the street at three-fifteen."
"All right," the boy nodded.
Just then his boss came along. Lorna didn't even have time to learn his name. But it wasn't his name that intrigued her.
The boss insisted that the young boy stay away from her table and tend to other chores.
She enjoyed her dinner, and as she left she brushed her body by him.
"See you later," she whispered.
"Right on," the tense young boy replied.
When he saw his boss looking at him he turned away quickly.
Lorna went out to her car and drove around. She was doing a lot of thinking. She was looking for a place where she could take the boy when she did pick him up. She realized what a dangerous thing she was getting involved with. But her passion was leading her forward.
She spotted a motel that showed adult movies. She was certain this was just the type of spot where she would enjoy balling. King-size water beds and adult color movies the big sign flashed.
Lorna got out and rented a room. The man was very businesslike and she was grateful for that.
Once she had rented the room for thirty dollars she felt secure in the knowledge that she could go back and pick up the boy and have some fun. But she was running out of courage. She thought perhaps a drink might help her.
She stopped at a bar called Madrid. If Madrid looked like the bar she was certain that the travel to Madrid would be curtailed quickly. For it was a dreary spot.
Going over to the bartender she ordered a Tom Collins.
"You're drinking early, aren't you, lady?" he smiled.
"You wouldn't be in business if some of us didn't," she snapped.
He nodded and grinned. After she had a couple of drinks under her belt she felt better.
"You're a nice-looking chick," the bartender winked.
"Quit trying to put the make on me," she said disgustedly. "I came here for a little relaxation. That's all."
She looked at her watch and it was getting near three.
She left and went back to where she was to meet her young lover.
Parking her car a block from the restaurant, she got out and waited for him. She wondered if he would forget her. She was not disappointed when she saw the good-looking dark-skinned young man walking toward her.
"Hi," she called out to him.
"Hi," he grinned back at her.
She went to her car and he opened the door after she unlocked it from the inside.
As they drove to the motel she asked him confidentially, I'll bet you think I'm awfully wild."
"No, I don't," he told her. "You want to get balled. So what's wrong with that?"
"I think we're gonna like each other," she laughed. "I really do."
She stopped at a liquor store to get some booze. This didn't bother her new-found young lover at all.
"I don't even know your name," she told him.
"My name is Clint," he informed her. "What's your name, honey?"
"Lorna," she replied.
When they got into the motel she immediately turned on the television. When she turned back to look at the young boy he was standing before her stark nude, with a big hard-on.
"You've got it up already," she smiled at him.
"I was born with a hard-on," he laughed.
"Clint," she told him, "I want you to do anything you want to. You name it, and I'll do it."
"You're not kidding, are you?" he laughed, as he reached down to stroke his cock a couple of times.
"No, I'm not," she assured him. "I want you to enjoy yourself."
"All right," he laughed, "you can kiss my ass."
"I'll do better than that;" Lorna said, coming over to him and reaching for his cock and pulling on it. "I'll suck it out for you."
"Beautiful," he smiled, "I would really enjoy that."
"I figured you would, Clint," she said as she reached under his ball sac and squeezed.
It was easy for him to see that Lorna was a lover. But what he enjoyed most of all was that she apparently had no inhibitions and would do everything. Clint had gone with plenty of chicks who claimed they would do anything, but couldn't deliver.
He could see Lorna's cleavage from her low-cut blouse. But what he wanted now was to see her completely nude.
"Get your clothes off," he told her. I'm gonna eat you, baby."
Lorna took her hand from his penis. She began slowly undressing. As she dropped her clothes to the floor he looked at her carefully.
"It's for real," he smiled, "oh, baby, you are beautiful."
She pulled off her panties and he gazed fondly at her fur-trimmed triangle.
The young boy dropped to his knees. Passionately he placed his hands on Lorna's ass cheeks. He pulled her tighter to him so he could let his lips press against her pussy lips. Lorna loved the feeling of his slippery tongue sliding along her slit. Reaching down she guided him.
"Love me, Clint," she begged, "oh, yes. That's what I want you to do. Stick your tongue in there. Don't be bashful. Oh, baby, lick me with your tongue."
He flipped his tongue all around inside of her. At the same time she let her fingernails claw into his scalp as the electrical thrills shot through her body. His tongue was triggered to feverish activity.
"More, baby, more," she begged. "Oh, I love it."
Withdrawing his tongue he looked up at her knowingly.
"We'd better do it on the bed," he said as they both ignored the sexual acts being performed on the color television screen.
Getting on the bed Lorna spread for him. Placing a pillow under her buttocks she parted her legs and patted her pussy.
"Eat me," she begged feverishly. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, lover, yes. Stick your tongue way in there. Taste me. Taste me!"
Clint could taste Lorna all right. She tasted mighty good to him, too.
"Suck me," she panted, "suck my pussy. That's what I want you to do. Come on, lover, eat my box."
Squeezing her ass cheeks as he ate her mound, he quickly found how excited she could become when he flicked hid tongue back and forth across her clit. The musky aroma of her loins teased and intoxicated him.
"Suck my pussy," she panted passionately. "Oh, lover, lick my pussy. Clean me out." Lorna pressed her thighs against him. She locked her legs around him.
"Eat me, baby," she begged him. "Go ahead, that's what I want you to do. Eat me. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Love me. Lick me."
Lorna's juices tasted good to him. He ate her greedily, hungrily. His hands held her ass cheeks tightly and his tongue continued whipping around inside of her velvety vagina as he finished her off.
When he had completed the act of pussy eating, he pulled his tongue out and smiled up at her, proud of his achievement.
"How was I?" he asked her bluntly.
"Super, sweetheart," she told him. "I'd like to hang a few medals around your tongue."
He laughed as he opened his mouth and wiggled his pink tongue around her crotch.
"I know how to give you a good time, too," she assured him. "Why don't you straddle me? You can massage my breasts with your behind."
It didn't take long for the lusty young boy to pick up on Lorna's erotic suggestion.
He pulled away from her, and straddled her. He moved forward so his ass cheeks rested on her breasts.
"Massage them, honey," she told him. "Oh, that feels so good."
She reached out and took his cock in her hand and pulled on it. He loved the way she played with him.
"Oh, baby," she smiled as she saw it grow longer, "you really are well hung."
She pulled on his penis until it was hard and tense.
"Oh, keep your tongue doing that," he exclaimed eagerly. "I like that. Oh, yes. Stick your tongue up there."
Plunging her tongue right up his rectum, his body quivered. Clint knew it wouldn't be much longer until he would cum.
"Better slide your tongue out of my ass," he warned her, "and let me fuck your face."
She pulled her tongue out of his tight, tender ass-hole, and Clint guided his mammoth male member to her sensuous lips. Deliberately she kept her mouth shut. She wanted to make the young boy beg for it.
"Suck my cock," he panted, "hurry up. I'll shoot my gun off."
Lorna slowly opened her mouth and let him slide his shaft past her lips. It was like a velvet whirlpool the way she took him in. He let the tip of his penis caress the back of her throat. His body shuddered.
"I like this," he gasped. "Oh, Lorna, what a cock suck. Suck me. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Suck my cock off. That's the way I want it. Come on, sweetheart, suck it. Suck my dick."
It was amazing how skillfully he could perform.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you sure know how to give head. Oh, sweetheart, that's it. Open wider."
The lusty teenager was plunging his rock-hard cock down her throat. He enjoyed deep throat fucking her. Lorna's hands clasped his flexing ass cheeks.
"Suck it off," he panted, "suck."
Now he had pulled his penis back so she could have the head of it in her mouth and do her thing with her tongue. Her tongue whipped around the crown of his shaft. The tip of her tongue dipped in the tip of his penis.
"Suck it off," he panted, "that's the way to do it."
She rolled into his arms and she lay there like that for a long moment.
"Clint," she confessed, "I've got a son who's almost your age."
"What do I care?" he told her. "As long as I get a good piece of ass, what difference does it make?"
"Mentioning ass," Lorna laughed, "do you like to fuck ass?"
"Yes," he said eagerly. "Will you let me stick my prick up your ass-hole?"
"If you want to," she said willingly.
Seeing how eager he was to let his cock slip up her rectum, Lorna got off the bed and went to her bulky purse. She picked up a large jar of Vaseline and returned to the side of the bed. Sitting down she reached for Clint's cock and began stroking it with the Vaseline jelly.
When it was slick and ready to slide up her rectum she asked him, "What position do you want me in, Clint?"
"On all fours in the middle of the bed," he said. "I want to watch in the mirror while I stick my cock up your ass."
Lorna got in the middle of the bed. When she was on all fours she bent way over so her ass was conveniently up in the air.
Mounting her, Clint gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them. He flipped his slippery cock between her ass crack and suddenly stabbed forward.
"Fuck it," he gasped as he rammed hard, "fuck, baby, fuck. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it."
She loved his cock plunging up her tight rectum.
"You're tight all right," he told her. "Oh, baby, twist your ass. Squeeze my prick in your ass-hole."
She gripped her ass muscles tightly, adding pleasure for his thrusting cock.
"Oh, that's the way I like it," he gasped. "Oh, yes, baby. Keep fucking me. Faster. More. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. I want it. Oh, baby, fuck it off."
Pulling up he had her bend over farther. The only thing he wanted to see were her ass cheeks swinging as his big cock stabbed into her.
"What a sight," he smiled as he looked at the reflection of her twisting ass in the mirror. The sight of his plunging, slippery cock riding up her rectum pleased him. His balls bounced against her ass cheeks as he fucked vigorously.
"Fuck," he begged, "Oh, baby, grind it.
That's it. Oh, now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Lorna went on twisting. All of the sudden he felt his juice spurting.
"Milk my prick," he begged her. 'That's it, baby. Grab it with your ass. Milk me."
The hot white sperm shot out of the tip of his penis. Squeezing her ass she milked him all right. The sensation of the juice shooting up her ass-hole really had her turned on.
When Clint finally did pull his cock out of her ass, he did it too rapidly.
"Slow down, honey," Lorna advised him. "It hurts when you pull out too quickly."
He eased his penis out of her ass-hole and then rolled over on the bed.
"You ought to be a professional," Clint told her.
"You might be right," Lorna admitted.
Both of them looked at the television screen as they relaxed between fucks. Now there was a gorgeous girl who had two men taking care of her. One man was slipping it to her from behind, while the other was thrusting his cock into her pussy.
"That does look like fun," Lorna grinned. "I wish I had me two men."
"I'm here, baby," Clint assured her, "and I can take care of you. I can give you all the thrills those two cats can."
"I'm not so sure," Lorna told him testily.
Before they were out of the motel room, Lorna had the young boy's phone number. When she hurried home down the freeway that evening, she was worried. It was late and she knew that her son would be disturbed about the fact that his dinner wasn't ready.