Chapter 1
It was a typical day on Blandy Road.
Rhoda was looking out of her window and she was bored. That was the way that she knew that, it was a typical day.
She turned and looked around the living room and she saw that it was perfectly clean. Other housewives might sit and look out the window even while the room was a mess. But she prided herself on being a good housekeeper.
Then she looked down at herself and she saw that she was still in her robe. She had a full slip under the robe and that was all.
But when she stood up and looked in the mirror she saw that she didn't look like a mess either. There would certainly have been some people who would have criticized the woman for being undressed in the middle of the afternoon. But, then again, she couldn't think of any good reason to get dressed.
The mirror winked back at her, but there was very little purpose in the wink. Who was here to see the damn wink?
She was sexy! Yes! Even though she had been married for five years she had not let herself go to pot and she was proud of that.
But what was the point?
When her husband came home from a day in the office, he wouldn't have even noticed if she had been dressed in a gorilla suit, (a trick that Rhoda was always tempted to try).
So, that was the entire inventory of Rhoda's world. She could look out the window and see the street and she could look at the room that she was in and she could look at herself.
She wondered if anyone had a less adventurous day and she was wishing for some adventure to come her way.
At that moment she had no idea of the extent of the adventure that would be on its way down the street.
Looking out the window once more, she saw that there was a handsome young boy dressed in a boy scout uniform and he was turning up her walk.
The first thought that Rhoda had was that she didn't realize that it was already after three and that the youngsters were already out of school and the second thought that she had was that this young boy was very handsome.
Or perhaps those two thoughts occurred in the opposite order.
There was very little time for Rhoda to wonder about much because her doorbell rang.
"Yes?" she asked, half-concealed behind the door that was half-opened.
"Would you like to buy a raffle for the boy scouts, ma'am? It's only fifty cents and you can win many wonderful prizes including a trip for two to Iowa City where you will be put up with at the beautiful Pilford Arms Hotel in the beautiful downtown section of the city!"
The boy had pronounced that same speech with the same lack of any inflection at least thirty times that afternoon. But this time when he looked straight ahead into the beautiful blue eyes of the luscious blonde woman, he knew that he had made a sale.
Perhaps he did not immediately realize just how much he had sold!
"Come in!" Rhoda said.
"Come in?" the boy asked, still standing on the front step.
"Yes! I, uh, have to get my money!"
The boy stepped into the house and Rhoda closed the door. She felt a strange tingling in her pussy as she looked at the handsome youngster who was standing so tall and erect in her living room.
She wondered what else about him would be long and erect?
For the moment she looked at his legs. He was wearing the green boy scout shorts and the high gray socks in his hiking boots. The young boy's thighs seemed to be almost bulging right out of his hiking shorts as he stood there.
He certainly had a well-developed ass and thighs and Rhoda knew how important that was for a good fucker.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"The fellas all call me Butch!" he said.
"Yes! I can see why!" she said, looking up from the china closet where she always kept her money and very aware of the large lump that was filling out the front of the boy's shorts.
"Excuse me, ma'am?"
"Just a little joke, Butch. A very little joke."
Pocketing her money in the large front pocket of the robe, she turned to him and said, "I don't seem able to find the money. You'll have to give me a moment, Butch."
"Oh, that's okay!" Butch replied, putting his hands in his front pockets.
Actually the reason that he didn't mind the delay was that he was enjoying the view that he was getting of Rhoda. Her blonde hair was fluffy and was hanging down to her shoulders.
Even though the robe that she was wearing was very loose and hid some of the finest points of her body, her breasts were so large that the top of the robe looked like it was going to burst open.
And her legs looked like fine white marble that had been molded by a brilliant craftsman who had managed to get the perfect turn and curve in the calves., What the boy didn't realize, which all fourteen-year-old boys fail to realize, was that when he put his hands in his pocket to press against the growing shaft of meat that was locked away in his underpants, the woman knew exactly what he was doing.
He thought that he was being so casual and coy.
The other thing that he didn't realize was that he was getting the woman hot.
Butch was a typical boy in many ways. One of the problems with his growing up was that he truly believed all of the things that people told him to believe. Therefore he believed it when the boys all told him that girls didn't really want sex!
Since all of the girls in the school had been told the same thing, it was a pretty safe bet that Butch had never come in contact with any girl who would have told him different.
Even though so many of the girls in the school had itching and inflamed pussies all of the boys in the school had to go around with aching and throbbing erections because the girls wouldn't ever admit to craving the sex that they denied the boys.
Here! In this room was the start of a brilliant notion!
All of these horny young boys were going home every afternoon and sneaking up to their bedrooms so that they could jerk off their young cocks and shoot all of their sperm all over their blankets.
Meanwhile there were all the women who were alone all afternoon and they were feeling bored and pretty horny themselves.
Wouldn't it be perfect for each of these different parties to have come together.
When Rhoda turned around from her china closet she was looking straight at the boy's crotch. Since he had his hands in his pockets to facilitate his playing with his hard meat, his face grew bright red from embarrassment.
Butch was certain that he had been discovered in the act of touching his cock and he was ashamed.
He didn't realize that as his cock was getting hard, her pussy was creaming up. And if he had realized it, he was too inexperienced to have known what to do.
Rhoda knew that it was all up to her. She knew that the boy was too timid to seduce her so if she was going to get any satisfaction from him, she would have to make all the moves.
"How old are you?" Rhoda said, trying to make friendly conversation as she shuffled through the drawer in the buffet.
"Fourteen!" the boy said, trying to deepen his changing voice and to stand up as straight as he could.
"I hadn't realized that it was already after three and that school had let out!"
"I get out of school at two. The high school is on a split session!"
"You're in high school?" Rhoda said, turning to the boy and no longer even pretending to look for the money.
"Ninth grade!" Butch said, slightly insulted.
"Well, now that I look at you I can see that you certainly are a big boy!"
He could no longer stand up very straight because he had to try to hide the bulge in his pants. Rhoda could tell that the boy was embarrassed and she decided that she should just make the most of it.
"When I was in school, ninth grade was still a part of junior high school! But then again, there are a lot of tilings that have changed since I was in school!"
"Oh, I bet it wasn't so long ago!" Butch said, knowing the compliment he was giving to the twenty-five-year-old woman.
"Why, thank you, Butch. But, I know that I'm right! When I was in school we were all very backwards about sex. I'll bet that you fourteen-year-olds today know more about sex than I knew when I was seventeen!"
Butch didn't deny this, although he did blush boyishly. There was no boy who would have denied that he knew about sex, even when, like Butch, they had never seen a pussy.
"I'll bet that you've already fucked a girl!" Rhoda said, trying her best to sound very studious and serious as she said this.
Butch almost choked and then he shrugged his shoulders.
"You mean to tell me that you haven't fucked a girl yet?" the housewife asked the boy.
"Almost!" Butch assured her. "I almost did it once or twice!"
Of course if he had been called upon to tell when those one or two situations had occurred when he had 'almost' managed to fuck a girl, he could not have named them.
But the answer that he gave her seemed to maintain the boy's dignity a little better than a flat negative response.
"A boy as good looking and well-built as you are, and no girl has let you fuck her pussy? I can't believe it!" Rhoda said in a softer voice as she moved a little closer to Butch.
The boy was so self-conscious and nervous about the conversation that he had actually forgotten to try to hide his hard-on. Since it was pressing out at its full length and was outlined in the shorts that he was wearing, (shorts which he had gotten more than a year before and had since outgrown), she could even tell that he had a circumcised cock, even through the layers of clothing that he was wearing.
"Well, you know the way that girls are!" he said.
"How?" she asked with a sympathetic voice.
His voice cracked as he said, "They don't want you to think that they're bad girls and so they don't want to put out much!"
"What a shame!" Rhoda said, her voice absolutely solicitous now. She had moved within a foot of the boy and he could feel her body heat. "I thought that we had gotten beyond that point! I thought that we had all grown up enough for females to admit that they also have great sexual urges!"
"They do?" the boy blurted out.
Rhoda nodded her head slowly and her own blue eyes fixed upon the blue eyes of the tall boy. There was a moment of silence as the two of them stood very close and breathed in unison.
But Butch broke the silence by saying, "Uh, thanks for the conversation. You've really been swell!"
He was so nervous and he was so certain that there was nothing further that could happen that he was ready to leave. In fact, now that he had locked away the image of the beautiful woman, he was anxious to leave her house.
The boy was such a defeatist about sex that he thought that the best thing he could do was to rush home and jerk off. He had been disappointed so often by the lovely girls his own age that he just assumed that that would be the pattern of the rest of his sex life.
Little did Butch realize that the pattern was about to change!
As he turned to leave he felt the long and elegant fingers of the young woman press on his shoulders. He knew that it was more than the pressure that told him to stay. He could feel the heat of the fingers pressing right through the fabric of his shirt.
"You forgot about the raffles!" Rhoda said.
"Oh, yeah!" he said, swallowing hard.
When the woman sat down on the couch, that was a perfect opportunity for the boy to sit down next to her. In a sitting position his hard-on would not be as obvious!
She reached into the pocket of her robe and she said, "Oh, here's my money!" Then she casually leaned back so that the boy could see a good deal of the soft white flesh of the inside of her thigh.
Rhoda could not help smiling. The youth had been so distracted by the flesh of her leg that he was not even paying attention to her. He was looking right up under her nightgown and trying to see as much as he could.
At that moment the woman wished that she hadn't been wearing panties so that she could have given the boy a better view of her love tunnel.
"Without those girls in school putting out, I'll bet that you beat off a lot!" Rhoda said, knowing that she was now shooting for the high stakes. She had to be bold at that moment or else risk losing the boy altogether.
Butch looked right up at the woman and his face turned seven different colors in succession. His mouth was hanging open in horror and humiliation. He had never even discussed his constant jerking off with any of his friends. Her certainly did not consider it a subject that was suitable to discuss with a local housewife.
There was nothing that the boy could say in response to this remark.
So, Rhoda, knowing that she had to give this all that she had, added, "It's quite all right to beat off, you know. When I was a girl I used to frig my pussy all the time!"
Well, the boy nearly came and fainted at the same time. Just hearing a luscious twenty-five-year-old blonde use the words 'Frig' and 'Pussy' was almost more than he could bear.
But it was a lucky thing that he didn't shoot his load at that moment, because the woman had even more in store for him.
His mouth was moving, but he could not get any words to come out of it. He was too frightened.
"You're trying to tell me something?"
"Y-y-you frigged your pussy?"
She put her long and sensual fingers right on the boy's side, pressed against the shirt that was clinging to his rib cage. "To tell you the truth, Butch. There are times when my husband is at work in the afternoon, when I still frig my pussy!"
And the woman did not take her hand off of the boy's body. She moved her fingers up lightly so that they were rubbing past the. point where she could feel his nipple pressing up against the shirt.
He knew just what she was doing, but he was too nervous to do anything. He just sat there and let it happen to him.
Rhoda understood the boy's combination of willingness and nervousness. She slowly began to unbutton his shirt and felt as if she were unwrapping a special sort of treat.
While one of her hands opened the buttons of the boy's shirt, her other hand reached inside and rubbed lightly over the smooth flesh of his skin. His skin was so soft and it was richly tanned.
Pulling the green scout uniform shirt out of the boy's pants, she was soon pulling it off of his arms.
Then, as he remained sitting there, she managed to open the webbed belt that was around his slim waist.
As she pulled the shorts open, she saw that he was wearing white jockey shorts and that the front of the underpants were stained with moisture.
"Stand up!" she hissed to him under her breath. , When he rose up, his scouting shorts slid right down his legs and she could see the really huge lump that was locked in the front of his underpants.
She stood up with him and soon he felt the well-manicured fingernails of the young woman running back and forth along the clinging top of his underwear. Her touch was so light that he could hardly tell that she was there. But it was so erotic that he felt the cum churning up in his balls.
Then her fingertips slid right into the elastic waistband of his briefs and she tugged slightly on them. They pulled down just far enough so that his redheaded cock jumped out of his shorts.
Rhoda put her fingers right around the hard shaft of meat and it literally leaped out of her hand.
It slapped up hard against Butch's belly and splashed a gooey load of gism against the light line of blonde hairs that ran down from his belly button.
Then as the boy took one quick step away from the woman, as if he were trying to escape from her clutches, his cock head flared out and splashed its cock juice against the silky fabric of Rhoda's nightgown.
Even when the boy's fist grasped firmly around the length of the hard meat, it kept on splashing juice out and dribbling all over the place.
Rhoda was trying to wipe the gism off of her nightgown, when it splashed onto her hand.
Bringing her hand up to her lips, she started to lick the sticky gism from the back of her hand. It was delicious. The cum of this young boy was so much tastier than her own husband's cum.
But when she looked back at the boy, she saw that he already had his pulsating cock stuffed back into the underpants and he was pulling his hiking shorts up his legs.
Apparently, he was so embarrassed by what had just happened that he wasn't even willing to face the woman. She was looking directly at the boy's firm ass cheeks that were locked inside of the thin white fabric and she was once more reminded that her pussy was all juiced up and ready for action.
Butch was surprised when he felt the sharp fingernails enter the back of his underpants.
"Huh?" he said, dropping his shorts back down to his knees and turning slightly, though hiding the bulge in the front of his shorts.
"Not so fast, fella!"
"I, uh, have to go!"
There was a pause as he looked in Rhoda's pale blue eyes and then she asked, "Have you ever seen a woman naked?"
He didn't answer. But that was answer enough.
"Then, you haven't seen a woman naked?"
"I've seen some of my father's magazines! The ones with the centerfolds!"
Rhoda let go of his underpants and she moved backwards toward the couch. She knew that it was easier to get the boy to follow her than to try to push him.
And she was right. With his green shorts down around his ankles and his jockey shorts still up and revealing the growing in his cock, he shuffled toward her.
She was lying there with her arms spread and her legs spread as she said, "If you want to see me naked, you can strip me. If you don't want to see me naked, you can leave!"
It was a safe bet she had taken. The boy was not about to leave when he had his first chance for a naked woman right in front of him.
She peeled off her robe and she was just wearing her nightgown and her panties. The boy almost wished that she had been wearing more than that because he would have enjoyed the task.
First he pulled off the annoying shorts that were binding his legs together.
Then he leaned down and felt his naked knees pressing into the deep pile of the rug. His hands hardly dared to touch the woman's legs. Her legs were so soft and the flesh was so taut and firm on the legs.
Pulling her nightgown up, he revealed inch by inch the beautifully curved thighs. Then he was looking right at the pink fabric of the woman's panties.
He passed his palm right over the front of the panties and he was surprised that he could feel the tightly pressed pussy hairs that were locked inside of them and he could also f ... -little bit of moisture toward the bottom of the panties.
As he continued to pull the nightgown up the woman's yielding body, he revealed even more of her luscious form. And soon the two beautifully rounded globes of her breasts were revealed to his view.
After a slight pause the boy pressed his thumb and his forefinger around one of the pointy pink tits and he rubbed and pinched at the delicate morsel of flesh.
Now that her nightgown was up under her armpits, the boy turned his attention the little triangle of space that was hidden by the woman's panties.
His young and thick fingers were rubbing along the tight elastic waistband of her panties and he finally pulled on them slightly.
When he kept inching the panties down he revealed the wispy top hairs of the woman's snatch and then he slowly revealed the entire patch of pussy hairs.
Sliding the tightly clinging panties down the woman's legs, he felt her foot rubbing up against the lump that had grown once again in his jockey shorts.
It was silly to be modest anymore and he realized that his post-orgasmic reaction had been a bit drastic. After he had finished cumming he felt so guilty about the sex that he had had that he could not bear to face the woman and he had been so embarrassed by his own nudity that he wanted to pull his shorts back up.
Butch didn't realize that this was a problem that was common in most teenaged boys. It would take most all of his friends many years to learn that the moment after orgasm could be the most beautiful moment for two lovers to share.
That moment, when all of the sexual desire has been drained from both of the parties, you can both feel warm and tender together and demonstrate that there is more than just heated passion that is holding you together.
But, at this point in life, the boy was too young to understand any of these things. He was ruled by his hard cock and his cock was often hard.
This was the advantage that made up for his lack of sensitivity. Although the boy was prone to have quick orgasms and although he did not have the skill of an experienced lover, it took very little to get him hard.
Now that he was looking at the naked woman who was pulling the nightgown over her head and lying on the couch inviting him into her arms, his cock was sticking out in front of him like a huge spear.
Climbing on top of Rhoda's well-rounded body, he pressed his body down so that his hard cock was crushed between his own body and Rhoda's soft curves.
She ran her fingertips down the boy's body and then she began to really feel the firm flesh of his youthful form. She grasped at some of the flesh of his ass cheeks and she squeezed hard.
The boy tensed his body in reaction and pressed his cock even harder against her crotch. A dribbling droplet of pre-cum oozed out of his piss slit and rubbed into the downy soft patch of pussy hairs.
Rhoda felt that this was another moment when she should take some of the lead.
She touched his cock as carelessly as she could. She did not want to be tender or caressing. She remembered the way that the boy had immediately shot his load the last time that she touched the heated shaft.
And then she directed the hard shaft of meat right up to her delicate pussy slit.
Spreading her legs, she managed to manipulate the cock head so that it was right in between her cunt lips. The boy felt the great heat of the woman's hot cunt as if it was clinging around the hard and wide head of his cock.
When the cock head slid into the pussy, the two lips slapped back around the flared head so that it was virtually locked into the inflamed vagina.
Butch actually felt that his cock was encased in hot wax and that the cunt flesh had made an impression of the ridge of his cock head.
He was not far from the truth.
The woman's pussy flesh had been so heated up from the toying and anticipation that had preceded this fucking that the meat inside of her vagina was very supple and spongy.
Her cunt flesh had expanded just as his cock meat had expanded and after the sensation of having his cock inside hot wax had passed away, the boy decided that it felt like he had his cock inside of a sponge or a styrofoam case that had been especially cut to fit every little crevice in his dick.
But it was clinging so firmly to his hard cock that he was certain that he could not move it at all.
Pushing his cock into the cunt a little bit, he found, almost to his amazement, that he really was able to move his cock deeper into the pussy and that the pussy flesh moved with his cock.
There really were more things on heaven and earth than were dreamt of in his philosophy!
Sliding a little bit more of his cock into the hot pussy, he was amazed at the temperature of the inside of the woman's body. He felt as if he were ramming his cock into a stove.
But, entering her as he was, a little at a time, he felt his hard shaft being overwhelmed by the tight pussy.
And soon he felt his balls resting down against the delicate white flesh of the woman's well-formed thighs. His cock was all the way in her cunt.
Now he could begin to relax his body. He knew that his beautifully hard pecker would not relax as he remained lying on top of the woman, but he tried to relax his hips and his legs so that he could do a good job with the fucking that he was about to give this woman.
The first time he would ever fuck a woman!
He tried to be aware of everything! Absolutely everything! He wanted to memorize it all because he expected that he might have use for it when he spent his time jerking off in the future.
Butch was not an optomistic boy!
And he was aware of the way that his wide and hairless chest was pressing down against the delicate flesh of the woman's well-rounded breasts. He was aware of the feeling of the woman's soft and silky hand that was rubbing over his back.
Then he was aware of the pressure as she brought her thighs together and spread them apart once more.
She wanted him to start fucking her!
And whether it was a matter of understanding her body language or merely feeling that it was time to get on with it, the boy began to pull his cock back out of the cunt.
Slowly his cock was freed and he could feel the breeze in the room. Although the room was warm, his cock was covered with juice now and the air in the room felt cool as it circulated around the hard meat.
Also, the air in the room was not nearly as hot as the warmth of the pussy flesh. So when the boy had pulled three inches of his cock out of the pussy, he quickly slammed his cock back into the tight confines of the cunt flesh.
Fucking now seemed like such a natural thing to him!
His cock was being strangled by the hot and clasping hold of the pussy flesh so the boy pulled his cock out a little bit, but then he felt the chill of the room and he wanted to have his cock deep inside of the cunt once more.
As he went back and forth between this action he felt like the first caveman who discovered fucking!
If only all of the fourteen-year-old boys in the world knew that the things they craved and the instincts and desires that they felt were also shared by all of the other fourteen-year-old boys in the world, things might be much simpler for them.
But perhaps it is necessary that each boy goes through a period where he feels that he is discovering sex for the first time in human history.
Butch discovered fucking that afternoon!
And he did a hell of a good job at it!
Rhoda felt her cunt flesh tightening up and wriggling around the thick invader. It was literally as if the flesh on the walls of her pussy had expanded and was now trying to meet together in the center of the twat.
But the pussy flesh could not clasp together because the boy's hard cock was stuck right up in the middle of the girl's cunt.
So as the pussy flesh expanded out it merely rubbed more tightly against the sides of the boy's cock. He kept shoving his cock in and out of the inflamed vagina and he felt the walls of her moist orifice tightening harder and harder around his prick.
The fucking was becoming more difficult but that did not make the boy lose any of his tempo.
He was just ramming and digging harder with his hips.
Rhoda could tell that this was happening because she was clutching onto the boy's ass and she could feel the hard movement of his body each time that his cock thrust forward into her cunt.
His ass cheeks clenched together tightly and the muscles tensed so that the sides of his ass were hollowed out.
And then' she felt the ass cheeks tighten together even more firmly than they had before and she knew that the boy was going to cum.
His whole body tensed up as if he were having a hard-on of the body. His legs and arms became stiff and even his breathing became labored. Then his cock jerked up inside of the cunt where it was deeply lodged and he felt like his body was being sucked into the pussy. He braced himself because he was afraid for one crazy moment that his balls were going to get lodged deep inside of the cunt.
Butch shut his eyes and groaned in ecstasy as he felt the cock juice being sucked from his joint by the undulating walls of the pussy.
And when Rhoda felt the slap of the hard cock head against the delicate walls of her vagina, she knew that her cunt was on the verge of really responding.
Then a flood of cunt cream began to ooze out of her body as she felt splash after loaded splash of cock juice slam into her.
She clutched tightly onto the firm young body of the boy as she felt her pussy and his cock locked together in an impassioned orgasm!