Chapter 2
"I can't believe I did it," she said to her reflection in the mirror.
She was sitting at the foot of her bed, facing her dresser, staring at herself.
She lifted her summer sweater over her head, then tossed it on the bed. Her tits strained outward, her luscious nipples hard and pointed. Gail cupped her tits, lifting them as if in offering. They thrust out saucily, her nipples arching upward. They still tingled and as she ran a thumb over them, a soft gurgle rose from her throat.
Gail was a very attractive young woman, with dark brunette hair and unusually light blue eyes. Many women with eyes so light gave an icy appearance, but Gail's sparkled with a warmth that indicated a very erotic woman.
Getting to her feet, she let her skirt fall to the floor, looking at herself in the mirror. Her panties were cut very brief, with lace more than any other fabric. Her waist was small, her hips flaring out in feminine beauty. The dark triangle of her cunt hair was a teasing shadow beneath the bikini panties. Her legs were very long, enticingly so. Her thighs, slender and smooth, were the most sensitive along the inner surfaces, from her knees to her crotch. Spreading her feet on the floor, she arched her hips toward the mirror. She liked the way her cunt filled the panties, puffing out against the crotch.
Her ass was tight, rounded into two perfectly shaped cheeks. Many men wanted to get their hands on her ass, but she never let them. Her philosophy was that they could look all they wanted, but they couldn't touch.
It wasn't that she was a tease. Gail was simply one of those women that exuded an erotic nature. Any teasing she might do was unintentional, natural. Like everyone, she had her own preference when it came to sex. If she liked the person quite well, she wouldn't hesitate to fuck him. She was not a prude under any circumstances; she just had her own preferences, that was all.
What she had done this day was out of character for Gail. And Gail knew that she was going to be there the next day at noon. The young cock had been so hard, so exciting. What excited her most was that the boy didn't know her, she didn't know the boy. She could pass him on the street and not recognize him- unless his cock was out. She most certainly would recognize that, she thought with a giggle.
She had sucked her husband off a couple of times during their marriage, but hadn't enjoyed it all that much. His come juice had not tasted that good. There was something different about the boy's cock, his thick come. Not truly enjoying sucking cock with her husband, she found it strange that she did with the boy. The come juice, young and hot and thick, had tasted sweet on her tongue. The idea that it had boiled out of very young balls excited her.
Stripping her panties off, then glancing again at the reflection, she ran her hand through the thick curls of her cunt. "Shame on you, you hot-ass," she whispered to her image. "Sucking young boys off. You ought to feel ashamed."
But she didn't.
Her bedroom door opened.
Gail gave a startled yelp, throwing an arm across her naked tits and a hand over her cunt, bending over.
"Ooops, sorry," Tod said, turning his back to his naked mother quickly.
"You scared me, honey," she said. "Don't you ever knock?" She grabbed her robe, wrap ping it about her body.
"I have to practice, Mother," he said, facing the door. "I came to tell you I was leaving now."
"You could have said that through the door," she replied, taking his arm to turn him around. "Want me to pick you up later?"
Tod kissed his mother's cheek. "Sure, if you wanna."
He was already dressed in his basketball uniform. Gail ran her hand through his hair. "Okay," she said. Before he turned away, she caught a glimpse of his cock pressing against the front of his shorts.
Watching him go, she wondered about her son. It was not the first time he had blundered into her room when she was undressed. It made her wonder if Tod was doing it deliberately. Just the other day, he had burst in right after she had gotten out of the tub, catching her in panties. That time he had not turned away until he had given her a long look.
She could hardly believe Tod was old enough to be interested in girls. Maybe he wasn't interested in girls, but he was certainly showing signs of interest in her, his mother.
Removing her robe, she slipped into the tub and let the hot water around her body. Leaning back, she thought again about the department store, the men's restroom, the drawings on the wall, but mostly she thought about that very hard, young cock, sticking through the hole, in her mouth, squirting come juice. She began to fondle her cunt beneath the water. Why she should enjoy sucking the boy's young cock, she didn't understand. She wondered if it was because of his young, hairless balls. In any event, she found the taste of his come juice delicious and she was anxious to be there the next day.
She dressed in shorts and halter and then had coffee in the kitchen. She had not caressed her cunt in the tub long enough to come and her pussy was feeling quite warm.
When it was time to pick up her son, she realized that her shorts were white and since she was not wearing panties, the mound of her cunt hair could be seen through them. She considered changing, then gave a lewd giggle. It was dark and no one would see, she decided.
Arriving at the school, she found the gym deserted. She couldn't be late, not according to her watch. Getting out of the car, she entered the gym, looking around. It was lit up brightly, but no one was there. Thinking her son was waiting in the locker room, she pushed the door open. It, too, looked empty. Scattered about were shorts and T-shirts. Wondering if the boys scratched things on the walls in the restroom here, since it was used by both girls and boys, at different times, Gail could not resist taking a peek.
She listened, but heard nothing. Feeling like a thief, she sneaked inside. The smell of young bodies excited her. She found jock straps lying about and the impulse to pick one up was strong. She brought the jock strap to her face, inhaling the sweaty aroma of young cocks and balls. There was an immediate response between her thighs. Gail ran the jock strap over her face, using it like a wash cloth. The scent created a storm of passion in her body, her cunt quivering, her nipples straining. Thinking how crazy this was, she picked up another jock strap, turning it inside out. She saw a few dark hairs on the cloth and realizing those hairs came from a pair of young balls, she ran her tongue into the cup.
Going to the bathroom of the gym, she slipped inside, still holding the cup of the jock strap on her face.
So, there was writing on the walls.
Gail became more excited, wondering why the school didn't paint over the scrawls. Reading the messages, she had to cup her cunt, pulling the cup of the jock strap between her lips.
Telephone numbers were all over the walls, some inviting calls. Boys and girls both had left messages, it seemed and they were so blatant, Gail began to shiver with delight. She had not really expected such things on the walls of a school gym, but there they were.
A sound startled Gail.
She whirled around and found a young boy staring at her. The jock strap was dangling from her mouth, her eyes enormous. The boy was looking at her with hot eyes, still wearing his basketball shorts. Gail cringed against the wall, shaking in fear.
"What are you doing in here?" the boy asked.
Gail tried to speak, then jerked the jock strap out of her mouth. "I was looking for my-for someone."
The boy's eyes took on a gleam, looking up and down her body. They fixed on the front of her shorts and he grinned lewdly at her. Remembering how her cunt hair showed, Gail made an attempt to cover it up.
"Hey, now, let's don't be so bashful," he said and Gail saw his cock swelling inside his shorts. The boy rubbed his hand over it, licking his lips. "You must be hard up, Lady, coming in here this way. It's too bad everyone else is gone."
"I'm not hard-"
"Bull shit," the boy said, pulling his cock from the leg of his shorts. "Why else would you be in here, Lady? You must be one of those weird people I hear about. Do you get your kicks sucking on jock straps?"
"Please," Gail pleaded as the boy began to stroke his cock. "I've got to-"
"The only thing you've got to do, Lady, is take your shorts off for me." His hands pushed at his basketball shorts, shoving them down. She watched him warily. Kicking his shorts off, he removed his jock strap, then he came toward her.
"No, please," she whimpered, darting her eyes around for some means to get away. His cock was very hard, standing straight out, his balls dangling. "I made a mistake, coming in here. I've got to go now."
"You can go after we finish," the boy snickered.
"Finish what?"
"Don't act dumb. After we finish fucking, of course."
"No, it's rape," she said, breathless, her gaze lowering to his cock. "That's what it is, rape."
"Naw, not with you in here, a mouth full of some kid's jock strap. I could say I just caught you in here, nice and naked and smelling jock straps. What do you think that would do to you with all your friends?"
She knew that the boy was right. It would cause trouble for Tod and that she didn't want.
Taking a deep breath, she stood up straight. "Okay, you can have it."
"Sure I can," the boy snickered. "You don't have any choice, Lady."
"Do you know me?" Gail asked.
"I've never seen you before. I don't care who you are. I've got a hard-on and you're here, so I'm gonna fuck your ass, Lady."
Sighing in relief that he didn't know her, Gail smiled, reaching for his cock. "Nice," Gail whispered, her cunt becoming very hot. "You've got a very nice cock, guy."
"It's gonna feel nicer up your cunt, Lady," the boy groaned. He peeled her halter off, grabbing her firm tits with both hands, dipping his face and sucking one nipple hard.
Gail mewled and squeezed his cock. Being unknown by this boy, as she had been with the one in the restroom, sent her excitement flaring high. The boy sucked from tit to tit, lowering his hands to her ass. When he dug his fingers into her flesh, Gal began to jack swiftly on his cock.
"Let me take my shorts off, baby," she whispered huskily. "Let me take them off! You're making me so damned hot! I want your cock, want it inside me, in my pussy."
The boy was surprised at Gail's sudden aggressiveness. He started to step away, watching her closely. But Gail didn't let him move. She gripped his cock so hard, he was almost in pain.
"You want some pussy, you're going to get some pussy!" she hissed, shoving the boy to the floor.
He looked up at her with wide eyes, his cock standing straight up, pulsating. Gail laughed at him. "I thought you were a big, brave boy, a boy with a hard-on, wanting a piece of ass! What are you waiting for? You're not afraid, are you?"
She unzipped her shorts, then peeled them down, wiggling her ass teasingly. The boy saw the thick patch of her cunt hair, fascinated by it. She dropped her shorts into his face, laughing, pleased to have the upper hand. The boy shoved her shorts away quickly. Gail spread her feet on the floor, her hands at her cunt.
"You need some of this, you little fuck?" she snarled down at him, pulling the puffy, hairy lips of her cunt open for him. "Is this what you wanted? Look at me! Look at my cunt, you little fart face! Look at it! This is what you were after, right?"
The boy swallowed hard.
Gail squatted, her knees facing him as she grabbed his balls, twisting and squeezing them. The boy groaned in half pain, half pleasure. He stared between her open knees, gazing in fascination at her hairy cunt, the wet pinkness of her pussylips, her swollen clit.
She gripped his cock, held it tightly and began to pump on it. She breathed with excitement, watching his cockhead swell, delighted at the flare of his piss hole, feeling his cock seeping, making her fist slippery. She jerked up and down fast, listening to the boy gasp. His expression was that of fear, mixed with ecstasy.
"Hey, Lady," he said. "I was only kidding. I didn't mean it. Hell, I won't say anything about you being here."
"Is that right?" Gail snapped. "What's the matter, fuck face? You thought you could force me, huh? How do you like it, being forced?"
"Aw, come on, Lady."
"You've never had a piece of ass, have you?"
The boy blushed as he shook his head.
Gail laughed. "Then you shouldn't start anything you can't finish, little boy." She squeezed his cock so hard, the boy cried out. "But I can finish it! I'm going to finish it!"
Gail tossed one foot over him, dragging the head of his swollen; oozing cock along the fiery slit of her cunt. She gurgled at the con tact, then eased his cock into her burning cunt. The more her cuntlips stretched, the more she gurgled.
Tossing her head up, Gail plunged downward, sinking all the way onto his young, throbbing cock. She smashed the sensitive lips of her cunt hard at the base of his prick. She squealed and began grinding on him, grasping her uplifted, swollen tits in both hands. Digging her fingers into her tits, she began fucking the boy.
The up-and-down motions of her hips were slow at first, but the more she pumped her cunt up and down on his cock, the faster her bunched, her stomach rippling. Her dark hair flew about her face wildly. She squealed and gurgled, whimpered and purred, bouncing faster and faster on the boy's cock. The sensations of his cock inside her steaming cunt were driving her out of her mind.
"Ohhhh, you hard-cocked piece of shit!" she wailed. "I'm going to fuck your cock off! My cunt is going to burn it right off, balls and all!"
The boy kept gasping, his gaze straining down his body, watching the way her hairy cunt seemed to suck at his cock. He had never felt anything so hot in his life. Even his hand had never felt so good on his cock. Her cunt seemed to squeeze his cock, a flexing kind of motion that tightened and loosened time and again.
"Come on, fuck me!" Gail wailed as her ecstasy increased. "Fuck me, you little bastard! Ram that cock in me, fuck me, damn you!"
She shot her hand behind her bouncing ass, grabbing his young balls, twisting them, pressing them against her hot ass. The boy remained quiet except for the swift, harsh sounds of his breathing. He lay on the floor, almost rigid, no longer frightened, but amazed that this grown woman, this beautiful woman, was fucking him and she was naked and he could see her tits and her ass and her cunt. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. He had dreamed of finding a girl, naked, wanting to fuck him.
Gail kept her naked ass churning up and down, driving her greedy cunt onto his throbbing cock. The faster she went, the more friction she created. She could feel her orgasm starting to tingle and swell. Smashing down onto the base of the boy's cock, she twisted her hips. She began jerking her hips back and forth, moving her ass in a wild dance of erotic hunger.
"Ohhhh, it's going to happen!" she wailed. "I'm about to come, you fucking cocksucker! Ohhhh, my cunt is so fucking hot! I'm going to come! Ohhhh, yes, I am!"
A screech of intense ecstasy shot from her mouth and she slammed her cunt onto his cock. Her head went back, her shoulders upright. Her tits, already swollen, arched and pointed. Again she shrieked, her cunt going wild with fiery orgasms. The spasms were hot, the lips of her cunt contracting about the base of the boy's throbbing cock.
The boy suddenly grunted, trying to arch his hips up, wanting to fuck his cock as deep as he could, but her pressing weight wouldn't let him. He gritted his teeth, grunted loudly and unleashed a boiling, squirting stream of come juice into Gail's cunt.
She screamed again, feeling the thick come juice spewing into her cunt. Her naked ass shivered with heat, her orgasms rippling and tearing through her body, searing her flesh.
With a moan, Gail slumped, sitting astride the boy, head hanging down. She breathed in quick gasps, her tits heaving. Her naked flesh seemed to shudder, then she stood up. Taking her shorts from the floor, she pulled them on, wiggling her ass tauntingly at the still-panting boy. Tying her halter over her tits, she kicked his shorts to him.
"I'm sorry, Lady," the boy said. "I sure wish-"
Gail was moving toward the door. "I know what you wish, but you fucked it up, guy. That one fuck is all you get, no more. Not from me. Go find yourself a little girl to diddle."