Chapter 9
Ralph went directly to the bedroom, and, predictably, found Martha waiting on the bed. Grinning, he began to take his overalls off. The whole room smelled of hot cunt and it surprised the boy somewhat. Relatively innocent in the ways of love, it didn't occur to him that a normal, heterosexual woman like Martha could have enjoyed a bit of frolic with another woman. Had he not known better, he would have thought that sex had been going on during his absence.
Martha watched him as he undressed, smiling with the pleasure of expectation.
She ran one hand softly up the flesh of her inner thigh. The pink tip of her tongue slid back and forth over her lower lip. Her eyes glowed as if reflecting the incandescent heat of the swollen cockhead upon which they gazed.
Ralph moved to the bed and sat beside her.
Sometimes she liked foreplay. Sometimes she wanted to just get on with the fucking. It was all the same to the boy, horny as he was, and he let her set the tempo. She folded her fist around his fat prick and began to stroke it gently up and down, her touch light so that her hand was just skimming over his rod, not dragging the foreskin up and down at all but just brushing over his heated flesh with a delicate thrill.
They kissed.
Their Hps brushed lightly together at first, as if echoing the contact her hand was making on his dick. Then they kissed with more passion and she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Her tongue tasted just like cunt-juice, he thought. How remarkable! Why on earth should that be? He sucked and found that it was just like sucking on her clit, a thing she had taught him to do. He wondered vaguely, if the woman was so randy that all of her bodily fluids were changing to cunt-juice in some magical transmogrification, some arcane chemistry of the cunt.
He lowered his face and kissed her tits. She fondled his balls and fingered the taut bud of his asshole. He licked her belly.
She leaned down and laved the head of his cock with her tongue.
He started lower, but she stopped him as he was about to go down on her. Jennifer had supplied her with enough tongue to last for a long time. She wanted cock now. Twisting sinuously from his arms, she rolled onto her belly, then rose up on her knees so that her trim little teardrop-shaped ass was hiked up lewdly. Her head rested on the pillow, turned to one side, smiling happily.
Ralph deduced that she wanted him to throw a doggy-style fuck into her.
He knelt behind her ass. The head of his prick bounced off the back of her thigh and slipped into her crotch. Martha reached back between her legs and took his cock in one hand, cupped his balls in the other. She drew him in gently, fitting his cock-head to her snatch and moving it around in her juicy slot. Then she wriggled back, her ass grinding, as the boy thrust his hips out to meet her.
His big prick slithered into her cunt to the hilt, sheathed in hot pussy, throbbing and hammering as her cunt-muscles began to work on it, clamping around it so that they were fitted together through every inch of his length, her cunt molded around the contours of his prick.
Holding him by the balls, she squirmed around on his cock for a moment, just as if she were getting comfortable in a seat. Ralph gripped her by the hip bones, leaning over her pelvis just as he leaned over the lawnmower when he was trimming a less fertile field. Then he began to pour the pork to her. He fed her a slow, rippling stroke, dipping his knees so that he came in underhand, balls dragging.
He poured a ramrod thrust up her hole.
Corkscrewing his ass and hips, he slithered in as if her cunt had been threaded and his prick was a screw.
He banged in from one side and then the other, neatly switching the angle. He pounded the prong in with an upward thrust that ran
C" ectly over her clit and caused the horny usewife to squeal with joy. His hands slid up her flanks and cupped her ¦its, massaging the globes and rubbing the tingling tips.
Martha's ass danced wildly. Her limber pelvis weaved and twisted. Her belly heaved. She was meeting him stroke for stroke, pushing her crotch back as he plowed in, sheathing every inch of his prick up her cunt.
Her talented cunt kept tightening on his cock, sucking and pulling and dragging as she clamped her inner walls around his big dong. It felt as if she had a hand inside her twat, jerking him off--a magic mouth that was sucking avidly upon his knob as he slammed it home. He moved faster. His cock hissed up her hole, gliding on a film of lubricating cunt-juice so that it moved fluidly, despite the way the soft, padded walls of her pussy clutched him.
Martha began whimpering, softly at first, and then more urgently--a long, wavering wail of ecstasy as his thundering cock transported her to the heights of sensation.
They were fucking furiously now, abandoned to the thrill. His balls swung in, slapping against her cunt-mound. His flat hairless belly whacked against her ass. She shoved back like a whirling dervish, spraying a fine mist of cunt-juice from her twat as his big plunger filled her hot hole to the brim and pumped the joy-juice out under pressure.
Ralph began to gasp as his orgasm neared.
His cock was swollen so mightily that it seemed about to explode inside her. Growling, whimpering, gasping, he drove resolutely up her pussy, his ass a mere blur now as he shifted into the highest gear. He had become a veritable fucking machine, an engine of lust, his fleshy piston driving into her chamber under high compression, the crankcase of his balls all set to drain the oil of release.
Martha met him with equal energy and vigor, ready to come and wanting him to come with her--wanting to feel the hot spurt of his jism pour up her cunt at the instant that her own orgasm exploded in a creamy culmination.
Her cunt was flowing heavily.
Suddenly the boy cried out, frenzied.
She felt his cum jet into her like a liquid rocket. He blew his spunk out with such force that her slender loins were buffeted by the heavy dose. Her ass swayed and her pelvis tilted up as if a high pressure firehose were bursting inside her. As his cum filled her, spurt after spurt ripping out from his prick, her pussy turned to cream, melting around his rod.
Long waves rippled across her loins, crashing into her cunt like a heavy sea on a rocky shore. He poured the jism in and she poured the cunt-juice out. Together, they pounded out their passion. He was fucking her right down into the mattress, head first, as he towered up behind her and drove the dork home furiously. Tipped almost upside down, the nimble woman never faltered. Blasted by his hot cum, she never missed a stroke as she ground her pussy around on his cock and worked off her own climax. Then, hollow, he slumped over her ass. Martha continued to move for a few moments, making sure that she had milked every precious drop of cum from his cock and balls--and that every spark of her orgasm had been expended. Then she looked back over her shoulder, smiling up at the exhausted youth, as satisfied as she could be.
They rested for a while, gathering up their energy for another fuck before he returned to his labors.
Martha, looking devilish, said, "Would you like to fuck my friend Jennifer?" "Errr ..."
"I wouldn't mind, honey. I'd like to watch you screw her. I'd like to lick your balls while you stuffed your fat prick up her cunt ... as long as you had enough left to fuck me, after you made her cream ..."
Martha had a double purpose in speaking that way.
She really did want to have a threesome with Ralph and Jennifer, and she was laying the groundwork.
And she also wanted another fuck soon. She knew that such ideas, expressed in that fashion, were sure to cause the randy lad's prick to get rampant again.
And, sure enough, that valiant pecker began to shudder and grow fat.
He said, "Well, sure ... in that case. But ... do you think she would want me to fuck her?"
"Oh, yes. You saw how she was finger-fucking herself while she watched us, didn't you?"
"Yeah, but that ain't the same thing ..."
"Jenny and I had a long . . . errr . . . talk about it," said Martha. "She's hot for it, Ralph. Soon ..."
The boy grinned. What a wonderful expectation, he thought. In bed with two sexy women . . . the boys at the pool hall were never going to believe it.
His cock was hard as a nail again.
They fucked in the missionary position, this :ime, slower and more leisurely than the first frantic dog-style fuck. With his eyes closed, young Ralph pretended that he was screwing sexy Jennifer Standish--while, with her eyes closed, Martha pretended that she was Jennifer Standish, getting fucked by Ralph.
It was a pleasant fantasy.
And soon, she hoped, to be reality, for she knew how hot Jennifer was for young boy's dong.
But she didn't know that Jennifer was soon to get some ...