Chapter 1
Amelia Johnson blushed when she realized the boy was spying on her through the window.
She was thirty years old and she was still something to look at. She was pretty to the point of perfection.
She had perfect green eyes and perfect reddish-brown hair. She had a perfect little nose, a perfect rosebud mouth, and perfect white teeth.
Her-skin was perfectly flawless. She had long perfect legs. Her tits were round and firm with perfect pink nipples. Her ass was round and full with a perfect deep crack between her asscheeks.
Her reddish-brown cunt bush was a perfect triangle.
When she smiled, she offered to the world two perfect dimples.
The boy peering in through the window was a student at the school run by Amelia's husband. He'd been cleaning up the yard, but now he was brazenly sneaking looks at Amelia through the window. She could feel his eyes on her body.
His name was Ron and he was a teenager. Amelia knew that boys his age had nothing on their minds except sex, and the idea of it turned her on.
He was cute. He was the picture of health. He had healthy tan cheeks and a healthy wide smile. He reminded Amelia of the boys she had known in high school, the boys who had always wanted to squeeze her tits when they kissed her.
She had been a cheerleader, and most of the boys she'd gone out with had been athletes with hard muscles and strong hands and big bulges in their crotches.
Ron was like that. He was a little subdued because she was almost old enough to be his mother, but she could tell by the bulge in his crotch that he was a fully equipped male.
He'd been working outside in the yard for nearly an hour, raking up leaves and pruning the bushes, but now he was standing near the window and sneaking glances into her bedroom.
Being ogled by a lusty-looking teenage boy could have only one result. It made her horny as hell.
It was her husband's fault. She never received much attention from Walter. She remembered with a quiver now that he would be home late.
She pictured Walter working in his office at the school. He knew how to run things and he was good at it.
He was a tall man with quick eyes and a short temper. He liked a clean house and tidy closets. He liked a pretty wife with perfect manners.
Amelia never disobeyed him. Walter reminded her of her father, and her father wasn't a man to be disobeyed.
Did she dare do anything with this boy? She knew she ought to. The boy was obviously hungry for her. Her husband hardly ever touched her, and she was a grown woman with needs. Sexual needs.
I never used to think about sex so much, she thought to herself. I never used to obsess about-about boys and crotches and things. What's the matter with me?
She had been a perfect wife during ten years of marriage. It was time she enjoyed herself a bit. She wouldn't want Walter to find out, but there were ways to make sure he wouldn't.
God, how I need it! she thought.
She wondered how experienced this boy Ron was. She quivered when she remembered that teenage boys were often turned on by older women. She could feel the moisture in her pussy. The question was what to do about it.
She decided to start by getting some of her clothes off. If Ron was that interested in her, a look at her body ought to drive him wild. That was what she wanted-a wild young boy with a randy cock.
Well, if I rot in hell, I'll rot in hell! she thought.
She stripped off her blouse, deliberately walking back and forth in front of the open windows to show him the swell of her tits in her flimsy bra. She'd always been proud of her tits. They were ripe and heavy and firm.
She pulled back her shoulders to emphasize her big melons even more. She decided to tease him by fluttering her fingers over the firm contours, running her nails over the lacy edge of the skimpy bra.
I'll be so embarrassed if he's not really interested in me, she thought. Maybe he's not really ogling me. Maybe it's my imagination. Oh, well, too late now. May as well finish what I've started.
She unsnapped her bra, slipped it off her shoulders and tossed it away. Her perfectly formed tits bounced free. Her reddish-brown nipples were already puckered with excitement, their tips hard and tingling. She placed a hand under each tit as if offering them to the boy outside the window.
She smiled when she heard him gasp. Well, thank God, I'm not making a fool of myself, she thought. He's definitely interested.
Rolling her nipples, flicking the hard spikes, she looked directly at the open window and called out. "I think it's time to stop these games, Ron. Come on inside the house."
She waited for him. She heard the back door slam. Oh, Jesus, what am I doing? she thought. What am I getting myself into? She shrugged. Well what the hell? You only live once, and I've wasted enough time already.
Now the boy walked into the room. His face flushed, his eyes uncertain. His gaze was fixed on her heaving naked tits. She had thought she would be embarrassed facing him like this half undressed, but now that the moment had arrived there was no embarrassment at all.
Arching her back to emphasize her tits, she looked down at his crotch and smiled at the big bulge in his jeans. He had a gorgeous hard-on Her pussy quivered just looking at it.
"You were spying on me," she said. "You were looking in here."
His eyes were fixed on her nipples. Her nipples were sticking out like hard little spikes. She wondered if he realized how excited she was.
"I'm sorry," he muttered.
"It's nasty to spy on people," she teased. "It's something I'd expect of a little boy, not of a man like yourself. You're a man, aren't you?" He blushed. He was a cute kid. Her eyes feasted on his chest and shoulders and arms. The bulge in his crotch indicated that he certainly had the equipment. .
"You like looking at me, don't you?" she said.
He nodded.
Amelia chuckled. "You've got the hots for me. I can tell." She looked meaningfully at his crotch.
He seemed hypnotized by her naked tits. She shifted her shoulders a bit to jiggle them.
"What would you like to do?" she said softly.
"I don't know," he croaked, A chuckle came out of Amelia's throat. If he didn't know, she certainly did!
Moving to the window, she closed the blinds. Then she walked back to the boy and stood in front of him with her tits thrust out and her eyes sparkling.
"Touch me," she said. "Put your hands on my tits."
He groaned. "Oh, Jesus!" he said.
"Come on," she purred. "Touch me. Play with my tits."
Using both hands, his eyes glazed, he cupped the melons of her tits and began fondling them.
Amelia shivered. "That's very nice, Ron," she said. "Don't stop doing that. It feels so good!"
She felt a gush of cuntjuice oozing out of her pussy. The feel of his hands on her tits was marvelous. More confident now, he ran his fingertips over the swelling globes.
"Touch my nipples, too," she said.
He pulled gently at her long hard nipples. A u grunt of lust came out of his throat as he dug his fingers into her firm flesh.
How lovely it was! This boy was giving her more excitement than she'd had in ages!
She picked one tit up in her hand. "Suck it!" she hissed.
"Oh, God!" he gasped. A croaking sound came out of his throat.
"Go ahead, suck it!"
Lowering his head, he plastered his mouth over her long nipple.
"Oh, yeah!" she moaned. "That's the way, baby!"
She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer to her. She pressed the hot flesh of her tit hard against his lips.
She moaned as his mouth worked on her. Glancing down, she could see the outline of his hard cock. She was itching to get at it, but she held herself back.
So many years had passed since she'd had anything to do with a boy his age! How lovely it would be to get him quivering with excitement! She had no doubt that he would be able to go on for hours and hours without losing his hard-on.
She imagined the taste and feel of his cock in her mouth. She imagined the feel of his balls in her hand. The thought of it drove her wild.
"Oh, yes, honey, yes! Suck them. Suck them both!" she moaned.
She was dying to get her fingers on him. She wondered how much experience he'd had. Kids these days seemed to know everything about fucking. She trembled as he continued working her tits over with his hungry mouth.
He moved from one to the other, sucking and nipping at her nipples. Her nipples had always been sensitive and she was moaning with pleasure.
"That's lovely!" she crooned. "You can bite it just a little. Yes, that's nice, that's the way, honey. Oh, yes, that's delicious!"
She helped him by holding her tit up to his face. She kept her eyes fixed on his mouth as he sucked in more and more of her tit-flesh while her legs trembled in response to his feverish sucking and licking.
"Oh, you're really good at this, aren't you?" she cooed.
Walter never sucked her tits like this. Walter was always too busy getting his own pleasure. He never cared much about hers. It served
Walter right that she had this lovely boy sucking and licking at her tits now like a demon!
When Ron finally pulled his mouth away and straightened up, she smiled at him.
"Do you like my tits?"
His face flushed, his lips wet from sucking, the boy looked at her and nodded.
He felt awed. Everyone said she was the prettiest woman at the school. She was pretty enough to be a movie star. He'd been damn lucky to get the job cleaning up the yard of the principal's house. He'd never dreamed anything like this would happen. Not with Mrs. Johnson!
His cock was as hard as a rock. Christ, what a pair of jugs she had! He wondered if she would really let him fuck her.
"Let's go into the bedroom, honey. We can be more comfortable there."
Following closely behind her, Ron gulped at the curvy swells of her ass.
Amelia sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned to the boy to come stand between her knees. Her fingers worked at his cut-off jeans, and in a moment she had them pulled down to his thighs. His hard cock sprang out like a ramrod, dripping and ready for action.
She laughed. She closed her fingers around the base of his throbbing cockshaft. She peeled back his foreskin to expose his bloated cockhead.
"You don't mind if I do this, do you?" she said.
He snickered.
"Do you want me to stop, Ron? You must tell me," she teased.
"No, Mrs. Johnson, don't stop."
Chuckling, she cupped his balls and bounced them on her palm. A drop of clear fluid oozed out of his pisshole.
"I like your cock, Ron, honey," she said. "It's a very nice hard cock. Very nice indeed!"
The plum-shaped knob looked juicy and was velvety smooth to the touch. She thrilled at the hardness of his cockshaft. She ran her fingers over the rigid fuck-pole, closed her hand over his pulsating cockhead, and pumped her fingers down his cockshaft once again.
"Yes," she purred. "It's a nice juicy hard cock, you've got there, fella. I really like it."
She stroked him slowly. Cock juice dribbled out of the pouting slit of his pisshole. His warm cock-meat pulsated in her hand. She tickled the underside of his bloated cockhead with her thumb. Then she moved her face closer and touched her lips to the tight skin of his knob. She could feel the smoothness and warmth.
The boy groaned and his cockhead ballooned up even further. Opening her mouth, she blew her hot breath on his fat knob and then began licking her tongue over the velvety skin. She lapped up his cockjuice, tickling his pisshole with her tongue tip. She licked his cock until he groaned.
"Tastes good, too," she murmured. "You like it when I suck your cock. I can tell!"
His cockskin was wet with her saliva. She briefly took the very tip of his cock between her lips and tested the spongy feel of it. Then she lapped her way down his cockshaft, shivering as her tongue felt the pulsating rigidity of it.
"Oh, Christ!" he croaked. "Jesus Christ!"
Sliding her mouth back up to his cockhead, she opened her jaws wide and sucked his knob inside.
"Oh, God," the boy grunted. His legs trembled and his eyes were shut tight.
Taking all of his juicy plum inside her mouth, she closed her lips behind the ridge.
Amelia really loved sucking a hard cock. In the days when Walter had lavished attention upon her, sucking him off had always thrilled her. He'd constantly told her she was a good cocksucker. Months had passed since she had last sucked Walter's cock. How sad it was!
Now she turned her attention back to the boy in front of her. She slurped over his cock with her mouth and tongue. She loved the delicious fullness of his pulsating cockmeat in her mouth. Her pussy quivered with lust. She engulfed his cock in her mouth, taking him deep until she had his cockhead pressing at the back of her throat.
Her lips were stretched wide. The warm feel of his cockmeat was marvelous. She drenched his fuck-pole with saliva. She slurped up and down, her head bobbing as the ring of her lips moved back and forth along his throbbing cockshaft.
Her jaws stretched wider as she slid her open mouth up and down on his rampant fuckmeat. Her tongue swirled and stroked. She sucked at his cockhead as though it were a ripe fruit.
The boy's hips lurched. His hands tangled in her hair. He was moaning now, his head tossed back.
"Oh, God!" he cried. "Oh, my God! Oh, Christ!"
His body was shaking as she plunged her mouth down on him gluttonously. She used one hand to hold his cock and the other to clutch one of his asscheeks.
When he suddenly stiffened, she pulled her head back until she held only his cockhead in her mouth. The first squirt of his hot jism splattered against her palate and slid down her throat.
"UHHH ... UUHHHNNGGG!" he cried, bucking his ass up at her hungry mouth. His thick slippery fuckjuice gushed out in a flood. Her mouth was soon full of his hot cream. Spurt after spurt of hot jism washed over her gums and teeth and tongue.
She sucked on him frantically, squeezing his cockhead with her lips to get all of his load. She finally pulled her mouth off his knob and began lapping his cockhead with her tongue to clean him off. She loved to milk a cock dry with her mouth.
The boy moaned. She looked up at him and smiled, her lips wet and slippery with his cockcream.
"Did you like that?"
"I'm sorry," he groaned.
"Don't be," she chuckled. "It's all right. It's better this way."
"You don't mind?" he asked.
She shook her head and fondled his balls. Wiping her lips with her tongue, she swallowed the last few drops of his fuck-cream. How exciting it was! She knew he could get hard again almost immediately. He was young enough for that.
She slipped off the rest of her clothes. The boy stared at her pussy, at the full bush of cunt-hair that covered her mound.
Conscious of his eyes On her, she ran a hand between her legs and fingered her cuntlips. They were swollen and dripping cuntjuice. She was ready to be fucked.
She pulled him down beside her on the bed. Her arms closed around his young body. She loved the feel of his hard muscles pressing against her soft flesh.
It wasn't long before his cock began to harden again. She took the thickening cockshaft in her hand and massaged it lightly. She made him lie down on his back. Positioning herself on her knees between his legs, she played with his cock and balls. She loved his tight pink balls.
She slowly fondled his cock, pumping his cockskin up and down his thick cockshaft with a slow rhythm. She didn't want him coming again just yet.
"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned.
She laughed. "You like that, huh?"
"Oh, yeah!"
Lowering her head, she lapped his cock, swabbing her tongue up and down his turgid cockshaft. She shivered when she took the swollen head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked on the ripe juicy plum.
She wondered again how much experience he'd had fucking. She continued pumping his cockshaft, marveling at the hardness of it. "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked. "Yes!" he hissed.
She nuzzled his cockhead, squeezing his tight balls. "It's getting late," she said. "You'll have to hurry."
She straddled him, squatting over his cock. She placed his knob at the mouth of her gaping cunthole and slipped his cockhead and then his entire cockshaft into her pussy.
Her cunt was hot and slimy. She began to gyrate, squirming her hips as she fucked her cunt on his rampant cock-meat.
"Oooooh, baby!" she moaned. "Ooooooo, baby!"
She looked down, her eyes glittering at the way her hairy cunthole gripped the boy's throbbing prick.
"I'll bet you almost came in your pants while you were watching me through the window," she teased.
He grunted and nodded.
She could feel his cock stirring inside her cunt-channel. His cock was a nice size, just right for her. She rocked up and down the length of his cockshaft. He stretched her hole enough so that her clit was massaged by his fuck-pole each time she pulled up.
He was well hung. She didn't think about Walter anymore. She had her cunt moving up and down on the cock of a well-hung young stud from the school, and for the moment that was all that mattered.
"Is it good, honey?" she asked.
"Oh, God, yes!" he groaned.
Her cunt spasmed around his cock. She churned away, bucking her ass as she fucked up and down. Thick cuntjuice oozed out of her cunthole to wash over his cock and balls.
Her cuntlips were swollen and tender. She flexed her cunt muscles, clutching the pole of his cock with her cunt-channel.
The boy's face was flushed. She fucked him hard, screwing her lips in a rotary motion. It was a sensuous fuck. She loved every moment of it! How hot she was!
Suddenly the boy's hips jackknifed upwards. He drove his cock deeper into her cunt. She shivered at the force of his thrusting. He whipped up hard, slamming her again and again with his hard male-meat.
Groaning, he closed his arms around her and rolled her over on the bed. He slammed her down on the mattress, pinning her under his body. His cock pistoned vigorously in and out of her cunt.
Clutching his asscheeks with her hands, she mewled with pleasure at the furious way he plowed into her. Her thighs rocked back and forth. Wave after wave of hot sensation washed over her body.
She was soon fucking back at him in a frenzy, bucking her hips, gyrating her ass to get the full feel of his cock. They raced toward their orgasms.
Then suddenly his body arched above her. He grunted and gasped. She remained motionless. She could feel the throbbing of his cock.
"OH, ,GOD!" she wailed. "OH, MY GOD!"
A guttural wail came out of her throat as he began squirting his cock-cream into her cunt. Coming together, she clasped her arms around his body, her spasming cunt milking the hot jism out of his spurting cock.
Later she got him hard again by pumping his cock with her hand. She swooped down on him, his cock in one hand and his balls in the other. She tongued the slit of his cockhead, sucking out the clear juice that was flowing again.
She slurped on his cockhead. She gobbled up his cock to the root, her nose pressing against his crotch-hair. She had his cockhead half way down her throat. Her throat muscles clutched the spongy knob.
The boy was in a daze. He was at the point of being thoroughly fucked out. He slowly raised and lowered his ass, trying as best he could to fuck back at her mouth.
Her throat muscles worked over his cockhead. Suddenly with a deep groan he began shooting his load again. His eyes closed and his teeth clenched, his jism squirted out of his cock and into her throat. She drained the last drops of his load and licked the cockcream off his softening cockhead.
With a soft moan, she rolled over on her back and fingered her cunt to another orgasm.