Chapter 6
Sarah found the first days almost unbearable the first confrontation with Cindy, her own short-fused attempts at pretending nothing had happened that night. But Sarah managed to keep her chin high and her mouth closed, a mean feat in light of what she had witnessed. But she knew that to confront her teen-aged daughter with her own secret knowledge would only widen the rift between them, as Cindy was waist-deep in that awkward time between childhood and adulthood that we call adolescence, and as her mother, Sarah was fully aware that such an embarrassing revelation would quite possibly drive Cindy out of her life for good.
Once she was past those first couple of days, keeping it all inside her became much easier, but now, with the anguish of Cindy's promiscuity fading in her mind, Sarah Holloway was forced to come fact-to-face with a more agonizing truth ... the wantonness of her own lustful desires for a young lover!
She had hoped it would all go away, that her moment of shameless self-abuse was just a fluke. And that the harshness of daylight would drive away the perverted lusts of night ... but it didn't happen that way.
Nor did Sarah awaken to a life filled with carnal desires for young boys, either. It was not a sudden happening, but rather a deepening of emotion that came on her slowly, like a sickening dread, until the pretty young widow could only admit in her secret confessions that the truth was now undeniable ... she wanted a handsome young lad for her lover, if only to once know for sure whether these perverse longings were fleeting ... or a permanent new facet of her personality!
It was Saturday night, the same week as her startling discovery in Cindy's bedroom, and Sarah was alone at home. Dan was working the late shift and had promised to telephone, but so far the phone had not rung. Television was the usual week-end pablum, bland and so uninteresting that Sarah could not stand to watch more than a few minutes without helping herself to another drink.
The alcohol was perhaps what she hated most about this change in herself, for she had seen all-too-vividly what drinking could do to a decent person. But the bottle was her only sanctuary from these flashing images that exploded again and again in her brain ... the tortured, stop-motion memories of Cindy and her virile, naked lover!
She heard footsteps outside and tensed, waiting for the doorbell to sound. Hurriedly, she hid the bottle of whiskey and her emptied glass in case it was Dan, and went to the door. "I'm coming ... just a moment!"
There was no answer from outside, so she cautiously peered through the peep-hole first, though most people in Lordsville would have just thrown the door open. She had to turn her head to see who was standing on the tiny porch.
"Come in, William," she offered as she opened the door. A tall, lanky youth of about sixteen shuffled in nervously, a coin-changer on his belt and the newspaper collection cards in one hand.
"Just a second, William, and I'll get your money. It's in the bedroom," she explained, holding the halves of her thin dressing gown together. As she walked away was it just her imagination gone wild? she felt the burning heat of his eyes on her backside and she realized that the gown would be practically transparent as she stepped between him and the hall light. She walked slowly, deliberately letting her full, voluptuous bottom-cheeks rub sensuously together as her hips moved from side to side. She felt wickedly perverted, but it gave her a kind of thrill to fee! his curious youthful gaze on her behind.
Sarah stopped just short of the bedroom door and turned abruptly; the lanky blonde youngster dropped his eyes sheepishly and his cheeks colored with embarrassment. ... I was right, he was staring at my ass! Mmmmm, I'll bet he'd love it as much as I would. . . but how?
She knew the alcohol was doing her thinking for her, for William was a neighbor and even to think of such a thing was foolish and dangerous beyond belief ... but still the thrilling promise of a naked young lover, even if he wasn't as handsome as Tim, made her blood boil with excitement and she could already feel the sticky wetness of her desires between her thighs.
Sarah found her purse on the bedside nightstand and a wild and wicked idea crossed her mind. She shook her head violently, as if to force the crazy notion from her thoughts, but the idea was implanted, and like some insane mutant cancer gone berserk, if spread quickly until she could no longer think rationally at all ... she had to have him, whatever the cost! The heady combination of smoldering lusts and strong drink had numbed her sense of reason and she was acting now on blind, wanton impulse!
"Uh, William ... could you come here a minute?" she called from the bedroom. Almost immediately she heard his rapid footsteps on the hall carpet and she tensed, her heart pounding in her chest like a diesel generator. The blood rushed up from her loins, carrying the sizzling message of her naked desires to the alcohol-numbed cells of her brain ... and she knew it was too late to change her mind. Her beautiful, curvaceous body was thinking for her now.
He was standing in the doorway when she turned, his eyes roaming hotly over the full, womanly curves of her body. Her exciting promises were thinly-veiled beneath the sheer gauzy fabric of her pale-green gown, and the hardened tips of her nipples poked invitingly against the garment from beneath.
"Uh ... I dropped a handful of change when I opened my purse," she managed, thinking as fast as her throbbing passions would allow. "Could you look for it under the bed? You can get down there a lot easier than I can ... I guess I'm getting old."
There was a flicker of recognition in the young boy's eyes and Sarah quickly realized that he was a smart lad indeed her trickery was wasted on him, she guessed. He could see right through the sham of her pretense ... and into the seething inferno of her carnal desires!
"I don't think you're old, Mrs. Holloway ... you look too pretty to be old." He was still blushing, but there was a growing adolescent cockiness to his voice that made the thirty-five-year-old widow even more excited.
"Thank you, William ... from a handsome young man like you, that's quite a compliment." Sarah could see his eyes as they dropped, darting, to the swelling curves of her breasts and she felt her skin tingle beneath her dressing gown as if his eyes were laser beams burning into her flesh.
She stared at him and watched his roaming eyes return to match her burning gaze. "You didn't lose any money, did you?" he asked confidently, a hint of a smirk across his lips.
Sarah did not look away though she could feel the shame-marks of crimson that flooded her cheeks. "N No ... I ... I just wanted you to come in here." She surprised herself as she mouthed those fateful words the first admission to anyone outside her private self that she carried this secret desire in her loins.
"What for, Mrs. Holloway ... to seduce me?" he grinned boyishly. Sarah felt embarrassedly like Mrs. Robinson in The Graduate, but she was in this mess up to her ass now and there was just one way out.
She swallowed down the rising bile of her shame. "Maybe ... is that such a bad idea?"
He looked her over again like he needed one more look before he could make up his mind. Sarah felt like a heifer at a cattle auction, but the shame was not strong enough to overcome the red-hot desires that burned between her slender thighs. The wetness there had spread until she knew her soft pubic curls had to be dripping wet with the stickiness of her love-juices.
"Naw, it ain't a bad idea at all, Mrs. Holloway ... I'd like to fuck you. You're a damn fine-looking woman," he said smugly, lifting his chin in a gesture of machismo.
Her dressing gown had a single tie at her waist and she let the knot slip open. The newsboy's eyes widened and then dropped to her breasts as she pulled the halves of her gown apart in a bold move of unmistakable invitation that astonished even her.
"Wow!" was all he could manage as his eyes locked on the full voluptuous globes of her breasts. They were enormous to his eyes, accustomed to teenage girls in the budding firmness of puberty.
"Do you like them, William?" Sarah grinned wickedly. She knew he did, it was written all over his face!
"You can touch them if you want to ... go ahead."
He moved closer to her, like a supplicant approaching the altar of his faith, and his hands went up slowly to tie huge, full globes of her tits. They were strangely cool to his hot, eager grip and he could feel her large, dark nipples harden under his fingers. He toyed with the flesh of her crinkly nipples until she nearly swooned, a low, gurgling moan of surrender pouring wetly from her lips.
Sarah opened her gown to the hem and let it fall widely apart, giving the lanky youngster an unimpeded view of her whole, womanly nakedness. His eyes searched for the nearly-in visible thin line of her vagina beneath the moist, matted curls of her pubic hair.
"T Touch me there, too ... hurry!" she breathed, her eyes mere slits as her thighs parted with wanton invitation. She almost collapsed as she felt his stubby, grimy fingers course downward over the gentle hummock of her belly to the sparse fleecy bush between her hips. His fingers dived into the wet, downy curls and one even probed between the pouting, distended lips of her cunt.
"Aaaawww, yessss!" Sarah's knees were like jelly beneath her and she had to sit on the edge of her bed before she lost her balance completely. She closed her eyes, shamelessly aware that the slender boy was just inches from her face. Suddenly, he took his hands off of her and she looked up to see him beginning to undress ... he was no inexperienced kid, he knew what he wanted and how to get it!
Sarah watched eagerly as he lifted his boyishly-muscled arms and tugged himself free of the striped tee-shirt that was all he wore above the waist. She dared not look at his face as he unzipped his jeans, terrified that their eyes might meet and she would be unable to go through with this wanton act.
"Here it is, Mrs. Holloway ... just what you wanted!" he laughed with nervous bravado. Sarah's eyes widened until they seemed all-white as he yanked his enormous cock from inside his denim jeans. He pushed the pants and his white undershorts down hurriedly and the thirty-five-year-old mother caught a fleeting peek at the yellowed stains he sought to conceal.
He pushed them down his legs with his toes and stepped out of both garments at once, leaving nothing but air between her and the firm, boyish strength of his loins ... and he was hung like a prize-winning stallion!
"Y You're quite well, uh, built for a boy your age," she managed, her heart thumping in her chest so loudly she was sure he could hear.
He grinned proudly. "Yes, Ma'am ... I guess part of me sort of growed up ahead of the rest." He held his cock lightly in one hand, making it bounce up and down while Sarah's eyes followed it in mesmerized obsequiousness ... she had to have it, every beautiful inch!
He sat down close to her on the edge of the bed, his legs spread widely so that she could not miss the hint ... he wanted his big, hard cock sucked.
Sarah's stomach was knotted with a dozen strange and powerful emotions as she eased off the bed and knelt between his skinny legs, wispy with the boyish fuzz of adolescence. She leaned close to his long, huge cock and took it delicately with three of her fingers; her lips ovaled and she closed her eyes as the purplish, bloated head entered her mouth. She could feel its heavy, blood-engorged weight on her tongue and she gulped back her shame and encircled his virile hardness with the rims of her moistened lips. It pulsed like it contained a second heart and she could feel it throbbing inside her mouth as she brushed it lightly with her tongue.
"That ain't much of a cock-sucking, if you'll pardon my saying so, Ma'am," he smirked down at her plight. He pushed his crotch toward her face and another inch of his man-sized erection slipped into the moist warm shelter of her mouth. Sarah heard him groan pleasurably as her teeth grated along the sensitive underside of his mammoth stiffness, and it made her feel good as well to see what she could do to this well-hung youngster with just a flick of her tongue.
"Yeah, that's getting better ... move that tongue some more. Mrs. Holloway!" His hands hung at his sides as if he was afraid to touch her even as she nibbled hungrily at the stiffened flesh of his boyish virility, but the smirking grin of self-confidence that was smeared on his lips was anything but boyish ... it was the cocky, self-sure grin of a man dominating a woman!
He found the courage to grab her head with both hands, holding her securely as he face-fucked her with long, deep thrusts that bumped the back of her throat and made her groan and gag, but she took all he could push down her gullet and kept right on sucking ... she was desperate, cock-hungry and ready for anything now!
Sarah's lips and tongue moved with practiced enthusiasm now, laving and sucking every pore of his stiff, blue-veined cock as her lips ovaled tautly around it. She could barely see it as she stared down over her nose, its hard, reddened length wet and glistening with her own warm saliva as it slithered thickly in and out of her lingual grip. She could taste the first hint of his semen, strong and pungent with the fiery strength of youth as his balls bloated with desire.
"Hey, that's nice, lady ... you sure know how to do it!" he gasped and Sarah could barely stifle the chuckle of pride as she ravenously gulped and licked his firm young prick with all the taunting movements she could muster. She still gagged as he bounced the distended head of his cock off the ravaged back of her throat, and his face-fucking thrusts were bordering now on the bestial as he grunted and groaned, still holding her head with his hands tightly over her ears. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked voraciously on his stiffened member and the coarse, damp hairs of his loins tickled her nose and cheeks as she gobbled every inch of his man-sized erection.
"All right, all right," he breathed in appreciation. "Just keep on sucking ... I'm almost there and then you can have a bellyful of my cum!"
Sarah was barely able to keep from choking now as his thrusts bumped viciously against the sensitive back of her throat, and she stumbled on her salvation by a fiuke ... she had to swallow the mouthful of saliva that flooded her cheeks, and as she did, his cock dived surprisingly down her throat. She swallowed it and didn't choke!
The newsboy gasped in astonishment, too surprised for a moment to even speak. "Goddamn!" he blurted when his voice returned. "I ain't ever had that done before ... Man, you're something else, Ma'am!"
The next time, it was planned, and she tried it cautiously, still afraid she might gag, but again it slithered right into her gullet, into the fist-like velvety pressure of her throat!
"Wow, that's far out. . . far-fucking-out!" He could feel her throat muscles milking his prick like a strong hand wrapped in wet cloth, every inch of his erection tunneled deep into the clinging tightness of her gullet!
Sarah could taste the thickening secretions of his cock, the milky-thin oozings of semen that told her what was on the way ... the volcano spurting of his hard, thick cock as he filled her wanton belly with his thick cream!
There was no need to hold her head now, for she was pushing her face gruntingly into the hairy heat of his crotch, gobbling all of his long, hard cock in an act of indescribable lasciviousness. He reached down and helped her out of her gown, pushing it over her shoulders until it dropped to the floor at her knees and she was absolutely naked. Sarah heard him breathe in sharply as he looked down at the supple smoothness of her bare back, the crease of her firm, supple buttocks just barely visible over the naked expanse of flesh. When she rocked back and his cock slipped from her lips with a slurping noise until just the purplish, distended tip was between her lips, he could sight down past his throbbing erection to the high, full globes of her tits, deliciously swollen with desire ... with boy-hungry lust!
He was fucking her mouth-hole now with such fervent abandon that Sarah barely had time to breathe, every backward movement of his hips pulling his long, stiff cock from the taut, agonizing grip of her throat until just the mushroom-shaped head was clasped between her ovaled lips. He let it hang there a fleeting moment, grinning and chuckling to himself at the lurid excitement of seeing a woman old enough to be his mother nibbling and sucking at his naked cock like a cheap whore ... and she was beautiful as well, as gorgeously voluptuous as his wildest wet-dreams!
When he had teased her enough, letting the head of his prick slip wetly from her lips until his semen painted her mouth like lipstick, he rammed it down into her throat again with a grunt of sadistic cruelty until it bumped the rear of her throat and slithered thickly down her gullet! He whimpered with boyish enthusiasm in spite of himself as he felt the fist-like tightness of her throat encase his cock in a kind of delicious pressure from the snobbish head right down to the hair-surrounded base.
"That's the way ... just keep it up! Don't stop ... don't stop when it starts to, uh, cum, okay? Okay?"
Sarah managed a thin affirmative grunt, nodding her head as much as she dared. He grunted with exquisite pain as his cock bent and slipped down her throat, but the pain was hardly noticeable as the clinging grip of her gullet massaged his prick like a million tiny fingers!
I've done this before, many times, but not like this! It's weird ... ! can't understand it, but I feel like I'm being fucked! There's a wild, delicious heat between my legs like a man's cock was there instead of emptiness! Jesus, what does it all mean. He's just a kid, but he's turning me on like a switch! What's it going to be like if he fucks me? I'll go crazy, that's what!
It wasn't shame or anguish that made her stomach churn and tied her insides in knots, it was the fervent heat of her own arousal that surged up from her loins and into the jiggling, swaying pendulums of her full, distended tits. It made her nipples ache for his touch, burning and throbbing with a special kind of boy-hungry lust that only this virile lanky youngster could answer. She was too far gone with wild, lascivious desire to be concerned with the implications of her unnatural lusts ... she wanted his big, hard cock and she didn't care what it meant! She wanted his cock and she hungered and thirsted for the rich creamy sperm that she knew was just seconds from filling her mouth and spilling down into her belly! She wanted his cum, she craved it with a gnawing, bestial intensity that defied description ... she ached to suck his beautiful boyish nuts until they were empty, until his gorgeous young prick was soft and rubbery in her mouth and then, perhaps, she thought wickedly, she might stick her tongue tip into his tight rectum just to make him squirm!
The naked boy sitting on the edge of her bed suddenly cried out and for a moment, a split-second, Sarah feared she had hurt him. But she quickly discovered the reason for his groaning outburst ... he was going to cum!
He felt the tempestuous eruption begin deep in his bloated balls, far down between his thighs in the leather, distended orbs of his nuts. There was a churning heat, an unbearable pressure ... and then blessed relief as he gasped pleasurably, throwing his head back and pushing his crotch forward so that his cock was deeply imbedded in the naked housewife's throat. And then it came...!
His hands tightened over her ears in case she tried to pull away and deny him this exquisite moment of unbelievable ecstasy. He pumped his cock in and out of her throat with slow, sensuous thrusts as his sperm gushed out of the throbbing head of his cock like machine-gun fire, ricocheting down her throat in great, heavy spurts as Sarah sucked and swallowing, grunting and breathing loudly through her flared nostrils.
Sarah swallowed again and again and again, huge creamy mouthfuls of warm cum as his cock jerked and throbbed so viciously that it nearly slipped from her lips. She, had never known anything like it. . . the sheer force of his ejaculation made her want to scream with ecstatic bliss. He gushed a bucketful of warm, seething sperm into her belly ... and still it came, again and again, until finally he groaned and untensed and Sarah knew that at last he was drained ... she had all of his cum now, sloshing in her boy-starved belly!
Moments later, she opened her mouth and let his cock slither free. He fell back onto the bed, gasping like he had been kicked in the chest.
"Now, my young friend, "Sarah said hoarsely, her voice thick with passion. "It's your turn ... I want you to fuck me. I'll get it hard again, but I want it ... I want it bad!"