Chapter 6

A month passed, a month in which Eva grew quite comfortable with her new sex-life-Martin once or twice a week after they had gone to bed, and two or three times a week with Max, Jr. in the afternoon. It didn't seem wrong to her anymore. Max, Jr. was getting so good, he made Martin seem like the boy instead of the other way around.

It was late, almost midnight. Martin had fucked her quickly and had rolled over and gone to sleep, so Eva put on her robe and went to the living room to read. She had trouble concentrating on her book. She hadn't come with Martin and hadn't seen Max, Jr. for three days, and she felt frustrated. She was about to put the book down when she heard a light rap on the front door. She waited and the rap came again. She went to the door, snapped on the porch light, and then went to the window and peeked out. It was Max, Jr. standing on first one foot and then the other. He looked around and rapped again. Eva snapped off the light and quickly opened the door.

"Max, what are you doing here at this hour?" she whispered.

"I just had to see you, Eva," he replied.

"Oh, honey, this is so foolish. What if Martin had answered the door?"

"I was going to say I wanted to borrow something."

Eva giggled. "Knowing Martin, I guess it would work," she said.

"Can I come in? Please?"

"Darling, it's too dangerous. Martin is just upstairs. I'm not even sure he's asleep." Her whole body tingled at the sight of the young boy.

"Please, Eva, I need you so much."

"All right, but be very quiet, and only for a minute."

She closed the door quietly behind him. She turned and he had his arms around her, his mouth on hers.

"Max, baby, this is so foolish ... oooh, honey, kiss me some more." She moaned into his mouth, her arms around his neck.

His hands found the front of her robe and slid inside. He stopped for a moment, feeling bare flesh, and then went to her tits. "You're, you're naked," he gasped.

"Yes, I had gone to bed. Martin fucked me and I couldn't sleep afterwards and came down to read," she whispered.

"He ... Martin fucked you?"

"Yes, he is my husband. He fucks me now and then."

"Was it good?" he said stiffly. "No. I wanted you."

"Oh, Eva, I want you," he said, his hand sliding down her belly and between her legs. "Geez, you're so wet," he gasped.

"I just told you Martin fucked me. He comes when he fucks me." She tried to act cool, but she was mad with desire.

"Oh, Eva, I love you," he said, dropping to his knees. He held her robe open and pressed his face to her belly.

"No, honey, I told you Martin fucked me. He shot his load in there. It's all messy."

"I don't care, I have to eat you," Max, Jr. said. His lips worked into the nest of hair just above her pussy.

Eva felt his tongue come out and nudge at the top of her lips. She moaned and leaned into him as his tongue flicked into her crevice and over her clit. She moved her feet apart and his tongue rolled up into her hole. He tongue-fucked her expertly.

"Oh, God, honey, I like that. Don't stop!" she cried.

It was bliss, pure blis; the boy was an expert. She leaned back against the wall and slowly slid down, her legs unable to hold her up. The boy followed her down, and when she was sitting on the floor, pushed her over, his head still between her legs. She eased onto her back, let her legs flop wide, and pulled his face in tight.

"Suck, Max, suck, but stop when I tell you. I didn't come with Martin and I want to come with you, but not with your mouth-with your prick. Ooooooh, honey, it's so good, I'm so close, I want to come." She hunched against his face, almost made it, but pulled away. "Stop now. Get your pants down. Fuck me, Max, fuck me!"

Max raised to his knees, unbuckled his pants, and pushed them down. Eva pulled him down, her hand finding his hard prick, and guided him in. His slim, rock-hard pecker slid all the way in.

"Oh, yeah, yeah," she gasped, "fuck me hard, Max, make me come. I need it so."

He thrust into her with fury, and grinned widely when she started quivering. She was really coming off in a hurry. He kept pumping into her until she relaxed and then stopped. "Did you make it?" he asked.

"Oh, God, did I ever." Eva answered.

"Can you come again if I hold off?"

"Probably not, but take as long as you want, honey. It still feels good."

He raised his upper body at arm's length and pushed slowly in and out. She was so beautiful in the dim hall light. He knew he couldn't hold out too long, but he would fuck as long as he could.

"I went to bed early tonight and woke up a little while ago and was hungry," he said. "I got up and was going to the kitchen for a snack when I heard Mom and Dad. The door wasn't completely closed so I sneaked over and peeked in. Wow, Mom as sitting on the bed with her blouse open feeding the baby and dad was on his knees beside the bed. He had his head under her dress and really must have been eating her good because she had her head back and was moaning to beat hell. Geez, Eva, I got so hot I though I would pop right there. Mom gave a loud gasp and fell back on the bed, the baby on top of her and Dad still under her dress. I think she came right then, but I didn't wait to see. I went and got some clothes on and came over here."

"It feels so good again, honey," Eva said. "Keep going, maybe I can make it again."

"Can't last much longer," he said, beginning to fuck her faster. He started kissing her, his cock pushing steadily in and out. All the way in, almost out, and then back in again.

Eva was breathing hard and brought her knees up. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she gasped. "I'm gonna come again!"

"Shit, Eva, me too!" Max, Jr. cried.

The boy jabbed into her rapidly, his cock spurting. Eva bucked under him, her ass coming up off the floor to greet his wild thrusts. They went like this for almost a minute-and then they both sagged limply, both breathing hard.

"That was a good fuck," he gasped.

Before Eva could answer, Martin's voice came from the bedroom upstairs. "Eva, what the hell are you doing down there?"

Eva jumped, then stiffened. "I'm ... uh, I'm reading, honey," she called back.

"Well, come up to bed, it's late," Martin yelled.

"I'll be right up, baby," she answered, then said in a whisper: "You'd better get going, Max."

Max was already on his knees pulling up his pants. "Can I ask a favor?" he said. "Of course, Max."

"Well ... I have this chick that I think will put out. Could I, ah, is it okay if I bring her here after school tomorrow?"

Eva was surprised. She had mentioned it once to him, but hadn't thought he would, not at his age. "I told you, you could, didn't I?" she said.

"Yeah, but I just wanted to make sure. Would you leave some liquor out, too? I promised her a drink."

"Jesus, what else do you want?"

"That's all," he said.

Eva smiled. "Okay, but I get to watch."

"Aw, Eva, she won't go along with that."

"I was only kidding, Max. I'll make myself scarce," she said, wondering where she could hide to get a good view.

Max gave a sigh of relief and got to his feet.

Martin was asleep when Eva crawled into bed.

The next afternoon, Eva was comfortably seated behind the drapes, a good peep-hole carefully arranged. She was stark naked. A bottle of Scotch sat on the coffee table. She had been waiting for half an hour when Max, Jr. arrived. With him was a girl and another boy. The boy was bigger than Max.

"Hey, Max, nice place," the girl said.

"Glad you like it, Ellie." He turned to the boy. "Come on in, Harv. Let's all sit on the couch."

"You sure your folks aren't here?" Ellie said.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Max said. He saw the Scotch on the coffee table. "They been gone all day. See, I put the booze out before I left this morning."

Ellie picked up the bottle. "Good stuff," she said. "Let's all have a drink."

"I'll get some glasses from the kitchen," Max said.

"Get some ice, too," Ellie said.

Ellie walked around the room while Max got the glasses. Eva held her breath when she brushed against the drapes. She eased the air from her lungs when Ellie went to the couch and sat beside Harvey. Harvey sat stiffly.

"Relax, tiger," Ellie said, gripping his thigh. "We came over here for a good time."

She's a fast little slut, Eva thought from her hiding place.

Max returned with three glasses filled with ice. He put them on the coffee table, opened the bottle, and filled each one.

Hey, you little bastard, Eva wanted to shout, that stuff is expensive.

"Wow, great!" Ellie cried. She grabbed up a glass and took a long, long pull. Smacking her lips, she said, "I needed that." She patted the couch beside her. "Sit down, honey, let's get better acquainted."

Max sat, picked up a glass, and clinked it against hers. "Here's to a good time," he said, and took a swallow.

Ellie drained hers. She giggled, blinked her eyes, and gave a loud belch. "Jesus, that was good. I can feel it already. Give me some more." She held out her glass.

Of course you can feel it already, you stupid bitch, Eva thought. That's no way to drink good booze.

Max poured her half a glass. "Don't get too drunk, Ellie," he said.

"Cheap fucker," Ellie snarled, looking at the half-filled glass. She took another drink. "I ought to hold out on you for that."

"You wouldn't do that," he said, and kissed her. His hand slid up under her dress.

"Not so fast, mother-fucker," Ellie giggled, letting her legs come open.

Harvey sat watching, his mouth hanging open, while Max's hand pushed Ellie's skirt up her thighs. His eyes grew wider as more and more thigh was exposed.

Eva watched the boy from behind the curtain. Poor guy, she thought, he needs a good teacher like Max had. He doesn't know what to do or think. God, I could have fun with a guy as shy as he is.

Max was busy kissing Ellie, his hand inside her pants. Ellie had her arms around him now, her empty glass in one hand.

"Put my glass on the table," she said, swinging her arm in Harvey's direction. Her voice was slurred. "Oh, goddamn, I'm drunk." When Harvey took the glass, she pushed Max's hand away and got unsteadily to her feet. Reaching under her skirt, she took hold of her panties and pushed them down to her knees. "You can get at me better without these," she said, and let them go to the floor.

Ellie lifted her skirt high above her head and twirled in front of the boys. She had a nice round ass and a mass of light fuzzy-looking hair on her twat. Her belly was flat and smooth. She stumbled and almsot fell.

"How do I look?" she asked.

"Wow, terrific," Max gasped.

Harvey sat with his mouth open, but nothing came out.

She stepped in front of Harvey and pushed herself out to him. "Kiss me, Harvey."

Harvey stared directly into her bush. He was sweating.

"Well," she gasped turning to Max. "Will you kiss me, or are you afraid, too."

Max's head came forward. "Shit, will I ever!" He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and pressed his mouth against her fuzzy mound.

Ellie grabbed Max's head and squealed, "Oh, wow! I found me a real man at last."

She let him kiss and nuzzle her pussy for a few minutes, then pushed his head away. "You can't really get at me like this," she said, and sat down, her ass half-off the couch, her legs spread wide apart. "Are you man enough to eat me?"

Max grinned and sat on the floor between her legs. He held her legs apart and started kissing the insides of her thighs, moving his hot mouth back and forth from one thigh to the other. Slowly, he moved higher.

"Oh, goddamn, sonofabitch, mother-fucker ... you're really turning me on. Quit torturing me and get there. Oh, sweetie, Jesus, suck my pussy!" Ellie wailed.

Max continued his slow, but deliberate pace. Ellie trembled, grabbing at his head, and she tried to pull him up faster. But Max persisted. He was less than an inch from her cunt when he skirted around and kissed his way through her hair. He moved his tongue wetly into the little valley between her puffy lips and her thigh, first on one side and then the other. Then, and only then, did Max move to the bottom of her gash and draw his mouth up, his tongue out and sliding the length of her wet slit. He tickled her clit with the tip of his tongue before plunging it deep into her hole. He tongue-fucked rapidly.

"Oh, goddamn, good, so good," she moaned. "Jesus, you really know how, honey. Where did you learn?"

From me, you dirty little whore, Eva hissed soft-.ly. She had her hand between her legs, sliding her finger back and forth in her sloppy slit. She was watching Harvey, since all she could see of Max and Ellie was the girl with her legs open and Max's face buried in her cunt. Harvey was the picture of excitement and finally could control himself no longer. He unzipped and hauled out his cock. Eva gasped. His cock was gorgeous, longer than Max's, but thinner, with a beautiful tapered shaft. He was circumcised and the head shined a deep red from the pre-cum that had leaked over it.

Ellie was bobbing like a cork, obviously coming. She gasped and wheezed, holding Max's face in tight, and finally sagged with a loud sigh. Max raised his face, his lips and chin wet from her juicing cunt.

"Oh, Max, that was wonderful. Are you going to fuck me now?" she said.

"You goddamn right I'm going to fuck you now,' Max said. "That's why I brought you over here."

"Oh, Max," she whispered, "let's do it right, let's do it on a bed."

Max pulled her to her feet. "Take your clothes off here, I want poor old Harv to see what he's missing."

Max helped her peel until she stood naked. She was quite drunk and had trouble keeping her balance. Max opened his pants and hauled out his pecker. "Hold onto this to steady yourself," he said, and led her out of the room.

Eva was disappointed. She wanted to see them fuck, but there was no way she could get past Harvey.

Harvey seemed dejected now, but his prick was still hard and he started pumping. He worked steadily until his legs went stiff, and with a satisfied grunt, his cum spewed into the air. It came back down onto his trousers, but he kept pumping, the jism running down over his fist. He jacked off until it was all gone, then his head fell backwards and he sat with his cock in his hand.

Eva was coming, too, her thumb riding hard on her stiff clit. She gasped, almost too loud, but kept strumming her clit. She wanted Harvey's prick so bad, she was almost desperate enough to leap from behind the curtain. Her orgasm subsiding, her better judgement took charge. Harvey had just made it and wouldn't be interested for a while, at least, and if she leaped out it would surely frighten him away. She wouldn't have his cock today, but have his cock she would. It was a lovely cock, even wilted and tiny like it was now. It didn't occur to her that any new cock would look lovely, especially a young boy's. Eva was hooked.

Upstairs, Max was deep in Ellie's pussy. It amazed him that Eva was actually tighter than this teenage cunt. Still, it was great. She was wet and his pecker slid in and out with a great deal of friction, because she had both legs up over his back and seemed to pinch in her cunt every time he thrust deep.

"Jesus, Max, you can really fuck. You're so young, where did you learn?" Ellie said.

"From my neighbor, Mrs. Henry. Eva Henry. I been fucking her for several months."

"Aw, geez, I've seen her in the grocery store. She really lets you fuck her?"

"Sure. This is her house."

"You said it was yours."

"Naw. My mom never goes anywhere. Eva knows I brought you here."

"She knows who I am?"

"No, dummy. She just knows I was bringing a girl to her house. It wouldn't matter, anyway.

Awww, shit, Ellie, I'm almost there."

"Pull out ... don't knock me up!"

"Too late," Max gasped, his cum spurting into her cunt. He pumped until he was sure he had completely unloaded inside and then he pulled out. He kneeled in front of her and let the remains drip out onto her belly. "We better get dressed and get out of her before Old Man Henry gets home from work."

Ellie sat up. "I drank too fast. I think I'm going to be sick."

"Not here," Max yelled.

Ellie jumped from the bed and raced for the bathroom.

Eva was getting apprehensive about the time Max and Ellie returned. Ellie looked a little white, but she seemed a little more sober than when she first went upstairs.

Ellie pointed at Harvey and giggled. "Look at Harvey. He jacked-off and came all over himself."

Harvey's eyes popped open, but he sat without moving, his limp prick still in his hand.

"Poor Harvey," Max said. "Before you get dressed, why not suck poor old Harvey's prick? Clean him up a little."

"Ugh," Ellie said. "I'm not in the mood anymore. I don't feel good." She started getting dressed.

The next afternoon, Eva picked Max up on his way home from school. She told him that she had watched from behind the curtain and asked what he did up in the bedroom.

"I fucked her," he said. "That's why I had her over."

"Was she good?"

"Damn good," Max said.

"Better than me?"

"Nobody's better than you."

Eva pulled the car to the curb and reached into Max's pants. "Let's fuck," she said.

"Right here?"

"Right here."

Eva got his cock out and straddled him. His cock went straight up into her. She sighed, moving just enough to feel the head of his cock tickle her cunt.

"I want you to bring Harvey over to see me. He needs a lesson in fucking."

"He sure as hell does, but I ain't sharing you with nobody."

"I shared you with Ellie."

"Yeah, somehow that seemed different."

"It isn't." She was moving steadily now, up and down, up and down, Max's fat little cock sliding in and out. "I want to fuck with Harvey, Max, maybe even with more of your friends. I'll still love you, honey. Martin fucks me and I still love you more."

"Do you really?" Max said.

"Yes, really, and I like fucking with you more, too. Oooooooh, honey, that feels good. I think you're going to make me come. I didn't think I would like this, not in the car right here at the curb where we could be seen."

Eva was humping fast now. Her legs were almost numb from the awkward position, yet her orgasm was coming, coming on like gangbusters.

"Aww, sweet shit," she gasped. "I'm coming, baby ... it feels so good."

"Yes, yes, me too," Max gasped, lifting to get his whole cock inside.

"Pour it into me, darling give me a lot, knock me up ... yes, honey, make me a baby."

"Aw, shit, Eva ... so fucking good," Max cried, feeling his cum leave his balls, fill the tube, and spurt up inside her hot cunt.

Afterwards, Eva remaind perched on his prick for a long time, her head heavily on his shoulder. It was so good with Max, so much better than with Martin. It could be just as good with Harvey, she was sure-and maybe with a lot of other young boys.

"Will you bring Harvey to me?" she said. "Yes," Max answered.