Chapter 3
"Hi, Mrs. Sanford! Is Pam ... "
The question seemed to die of its own will in Hank's throat. For several seconds, he stared in bewilderment at the revealed curves of Margie's beautiful body, as if unable to believe that this vision of desire had appeared before him in the front doorway. Then his mouth hung open, and he simply stared and stared.
Margie shivered uncontrollably with lust. She was practically naked, wearing only an expensive negligee that she had bought that morning in a shop downtown. It was the most revealing negligee she could find. The pale, transparent fabric fell loosely over the swells of her nakedness. She knew that her fat pink nipples and dark cunt-triangle were completely revealed to Hank's hypnotic stare.
She had been planning this moment all day, inventing an excuse to get Pam out of the house for the afternoon, borrowing a few dollars from a neighbor for the negligee. Now it was obvious that her beautiful body was turning Hank on, and the thought made Margie's cunt moisten in anticipation.
Very soon now, as fast as she could seduce him, she'd have Hank naked between her thighs, giving her pussy the eager fucking her husband was no longer inclined to deliver.
"What are you staring at, Hank?" Margie asked mischievously, assuming her most innocent expression. "Is something wrong?"
"Uh ... no!" Hank raised his head and blushed with embarrassment. "No, nothing's ... uh ... I was just asking if Pam's home. I was supposed to meet her."
"Pam isn't home yet, but she should be soon," Margie lied. She smiled engagingly and held the door open, feeling her big tits jiggle with the slightest movement of her torso. "But won't you come in, Hank? I can keep you company for a little while, if you don't mind."
Hank walked across the living room and took a tentative seat on the edge of the couch. Margie took her time closing the front door and then turned to walk towards him. She moved as seductively as she could, consciously allowing her enormous tits to sway tantalizingly beneath the negligee, her hips wiggling with every step she took.
Hank gulped noticeably. An unmistakable bulge began to swell in the crotch of his jeans.
"Would you like a drink, Hank?" Margie asked. She sat next to him on the couch and angled her body so that her stiff nipples pointed directly toward him. "It wouldn't be any trouble. I know you're under eighteen, but I must admit that I had a drink or two when I was a teenager."
Hank said nothing. Margie's nakedly revealed figure was arousing him more than she'd guessed it would. The boy's eyes were riveted to her body, and as he stared at her, the length of his prick grew stiffer and stiffer in his pants, jutting blatantly down his thigh.
"Hank, I'm going to have to ask you again," Margie said with pretended confusion. "What are you staring at?"
"Huh?" Hank lifted his head and blushed again with embarrassment. "No, Mrs. Sanford, I wasn't ... "
"Don't lie to me, Hank," Margie interrupted huskily. "I saw you. You were staring at my body!"
Hank gulped and remained helplessly silent. Margie moved closer to him on the couch, until she felt his muscular legs press against the milk-white curve of her thigh.
The feel of his body was more than she could resist. On a sudden impulse, she drew the halves of the negligee apart to her navel, leaving herself absolutely naked from the waist up.
"Jesus Christ!" Hank gasped.
"Do you like my body, Hank? Aren't my tits nice and big?" Margie purred shamelessly. She cupped her fleshy white jugs in her palms and hefted them, rubbing her thumbs across the silver-dollar-sized nipples. "Look how stiff my nipples are. You can tell that I'm very, very horny this afternoon!"
Hank stared hungrily. Against his thigh, his prick began to throb noticeably with its stiffness, as if he was on the verge of shooting his jism in his underwear.
"Why, Hank, you've got a big hard-on!" Margie exclaimed. She placed her hand on his dick and squeezed it through his jeans, sighing as she felt its hot hardness on her palm. "And it's a big one, too! Wouldn't you like to have me take care of it for you?"
Hank sighed and nodded his head. Leaning forward, Margie unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees as quickly as possible. Her pussy was pulsing and burning with her heat, and the flow of her juices had matted the hairs that fringed her cunt. She could hardly wait to suck off Hank's hard young cock.
Then his pants were clumped around his knees, and Margie saw the boy's naked dick close-up for the first time.
"Oh, Hank, you've got such a lovely prick!" she exclaimed breathlessly. Margie wrapped her fingers around the jutting pink rod and squeezed it hard, groaning as she felt his dick throb in her fist. "Would you like me to suck it? I'll bet I'll give you a better blowjob than Pam ever has! And you can play with my tits as much as you want."
"S-s-suck it?" Hank muttered. His whole body trembled on the couch, his prick twitching and his loins shaking with lust. "Yes ... that's good ... suck my dick!"
Margie opened her mouth and dropped her head into Hank's crotch. The bloated knob of his cock passed into her mouth, and as she tasted the saltiness of his oozing jism, the heat in her cunt intensified dramatically.
Margie started sucking Hank's cock fast and hard. Her lipstick-smeared mouth clasped warmly around the blue-veined shaft, kneading and squeezing his dick. Her cheeks caved in with the suction in her throat. Her tongue laved his shiny dickhead like a playful eel. Margie held the base of Hank's stiff prick in her hand and hungrily started jacking him off, stroking the length of his cock into her throat.
"Unhh!" Hank grunted hoarsely. Automatically, he raised his hips and bucked his ass off the couch, thrusting his bursting prick deeper into Margie's mouth. His hand tightened in her hair and pulled her face over his cock. "Ah shit, that's right, suck on it ... it feels so good!"
"Unkkkk," Margie grunted. Wet, burbling sounds emerged obscenely from the back of her throat, making it sound as if she were drowning around the thickness of Hank's stiff dick. "Oh, Hank ... unkkk ... tastes so good ... your prick is so hard ... love sucking it ... ungggg ... "
Margie dropped her left hand between Hank's thighs and toyed with his swollen nuts, loosening the load of cream that had collected in his balls. Then she feverishly bobbed her head up and down over his twitching hard-on, wantonly fucking herself in the mouth with his steel-like cock.
"Gonna cum!" Hank gasped. His hips went rigid on the couch. Margie could tell by the violent pulsing of his cock that he was already close to blowing his wad. "Aw shit, I can't stand it! I'm gonna cum!"
Margie was seized by an intense desire to see the jism spurting from Hank's hard teenage cock. Quickly she withdrew her mouth from his knob and stared at his naked prick. His dick pulsed rhythmically in her hand, coated with her saliva. As Margie stared at it, the cream oozed freely from his cum-slit, coating the sensitive prickhead with jism.
"Cum for me, Hank!" Margie demanded. She grabbed his cock and violently beat him off, stroking his cock as fast as she could, sighing as she heard his prick making wet squishing sounds in her fist. "Oh, darling, I want to see it! Make the cum spurt out of your dick! Spurt your cum all over ... "
A white gusher of jism erupted from Hank's cockhead, cascading all over Margie's negligee. Again and again the spouting cream poured from his pulsing prick, covering the flesh of his cock and Margie's hand with his thick, sticky cum.
"Oh, Hank, that was beautiful!" Margie exclaimed. She continued to milk his burning cock, as if hoping to draw a few more traces of jism from his shaft. "I don't think I've ever seen a man cum so much before! Boys your age are just incredible!"
"Ohhhhh shit," Hank sighed. "I can't believe I'm doing this with you, Mrs. Sanford, I mean ... " Hank looked at his cock and shook his head dazedly. "I just came over to see Pam, and here I am with her mom. That was really incredible, Mrs. Sanford. Jeez ... "
"Hank," Margie whispered thickly, "isn't there something you're forgetting?"
Hank looked at Margie curiously.
Margie rose from the couch and stood before him. Teasingly, she let the negligee glide down her long tapered legs to the floor, showing her hairy pussy to Hank for the first time, leaving herself absolutely naked.
"'Jesus, Mrs. Sanford!" Hank said hoarsely. "Your body ... I never thought a woman your age could be so fucking stacked!"
"I want you to fuck me now, Hank," Margie continued shamelessly. "I know you just came, but my body needs satisfaction, too!"
Hank stared at her uncomprehendingly.
Margie couldn't help giggling at the boy's innocence. Then she turned from him and squatted on the floor on her hands and knees, spreading her knees on the carpet so that she'd be in position for the doggie-style fucking she loved best.
"Come on, Hank, it's time to help Mrs. Sanford get her rocks off," Margie said teasingly. She looked at him over her shoulder, excited by the simple knowledge that her hair-fringed cunt-slit was open to his eyes. "You can keep your dick hard, can't you? Fuck me, Hank! Fuck my cunt!"
Staring transfixed at Margie's tight-looking pussy, Hank finished pulling off his pants. His prick stood straight out from his loins, having lost none of its stiffness after cumming so much jism. The prospect of fucking the big-titted older woman excited him as much as it did Margie.
Hank slid from the couch to the floor. He crawled on his knees to kneel between Margie's nakedly splayed thighs, until she felt the shaft of his cock slap her triangle of pussy-hairs. Hank leaned comfortably over her ready and willing body. Finally, he fit the cum-smeared knob of his dick to her wet cunt and bucked his hips, moaning as he slid his cock slowly into the clinging warmth of her pussy.
"Unnhhh ... oh, Hank ... oh God ... annnnhhhhh ... " Margie squealed. A hot rush of burning sensation burst through her pussy. Instantly she felt the slippery walls of her cunt parting to admit the thickness of Hank's cock. He's got a nice dick, she thought hornily. Fred's is bigger, but Hank's prick is so young and stiff ...
"Fuck me now, Hank!" Margie screamed. She clawed the carpet and frantically bucked her ass at him, sighing and crying as she felt his prick pressing deeper into her fuck-hole. "Your cock feels so big inside me! Fuck me with it, Hank! Fuck me haaarrrd!"
Hank lifted his hips, sinking his bloated cock into the slurping, sucking tunnel of her cunt. For a second, he paused to savor the way her pussy clung to the hardness of his prick. Then he rhythmically started bucking behind her, thrusting his blood-swollen meat hotly into her cunt.
Fucking me now, Margie thought hotly. She bent her shoulders and lifted her ass, squealing girlishly as the angle of Hank's cock became even more pleasurable up her gurgling snatch. Ahhh ... yes, he's really fucking me good ... this young boy ... with his stiff cock ... I won't be horny any more ... I'll always have Hank to fuck me ... I'll let him fuck me as much as he wants ...
"Do you like the way I'm fucking you, Mrs. Sanford?" Hank asked boyishly. He reached around her torso and dug his hands into the jiggling globes of her huge tits, lasciviously milking and squeezing the flesh of her spongy jugs. "Oh Christ, your tits are so big and soft!"
"Oh, yesss, Hank, yessss!" Margie hissed delightedly. Eagerly she pumped her ass at his dick, groaning as she felt her pussy-muscles tightening around the shaft of his cock. "Just do it harder! Don't worry about hurting me! I'm too horny! Fuck my cunt as hard as you can!"
Hank squeezed Margie's tits harder, until her milk-white flesh welted red with the pressure of his fingertips. Then he started hammering his dick into her hole in an animalistic frenzy of lust, fucking her so hard that her knees thudded painfully against the carpet.
"Making me cum, Hank!" Margie screamed. She panted and did her best to meet the rhythm of his humping. Her whole cunt was soaked wet and hot with the spasms of her passion. Even her asshole puckered obscenely in and out with her heat. "Oh, Hank, my clit is so stiff! Fuck my cunt! I'm gonna cum!"
Margie thrust her hand under her body and pushed her fingers through the curly dark hairs fringing her cunt. Finding her clit, she urgently began to stroke it, shamelessly jacking herself off as Hank fucked her.
"I'm cuummmming, too, Mrs. Sanford!" Hank cried thickly. "Your pussy ... it's so tight ... ahhh shit, I'm gonna cummm ... "
For the second time in a row, Hank's dick exploded, squirting his white jism into the clasping depths of Margie's pussy. Hank gasped in mingled pleasure and agony and feverishly worked his gushing prick through the grip of her cunt, sighing as the last drops of cream burned from the knob of his cock.
Margie felt every squirt of Hank's cum. Her pussy seemed to overfill with a profusion of fluid, until she could sense his jism running from her hole down the insides of her thighs.
Then the muscles of her loins contracted and her naked body trembled uncontrollably, and she knew she was cumming harder than her husband had made her cum in years.
"Fuck me, Hank!" she shouted. Wildly, she bucked her cunt around his throbbing dick, shrieking loud enough to be heard by neighbors halfway down the block. "I'm cumming now ... I'm ... unnggghhh! Fuck my pussy! Harder, harder, cummmiiing!"
Margie panted and squealed and cried, humping feverishly as her cum rocked through her cunt. Then the spasms finally subsided. Margie smiled dreamily and relaxed on the carpet, giggling as she felt Hank's softening prick pulling out of her.
"Was that okay, Mrs. Sanford?" Hank asked anxiously. "I sure got off on fucking you! I ... you know, I hope we can do it again!"
"Of course we can, darling," Margie murmured, drifting gradually into a blissful sleep. "Mmmm ... I loved the way you fucked me. You don't have to tell Pam ... just keep fucking both of us. My pussy's always open to you, darling. I love your young cock ... mmmmmm ... fuck me as much as you like ... "