Chapter 7
Sarah stood up slowly, her knees still wobbly, and looked down at the spent, exhausted youngster who lay across her bed. She glanced at the bedside clock to be sure there was plenty of time before Cindy might be home ... Lots of time, time for a nice young dick between my legs. Mmmmmmmm!
She felt strange, like she was stoned on some super-potent drug, her whole body tingling excitedly; wild and exciting emotions pulsed through her muscles from the hot, sizzling wetness of her crotch. It was strange, the way she felt, but she loved it ... she felt wildly obsessed with her own rampant sexuality, eagerly to do whatever her body willed, no matter what!
He was staring up at her, his eyes wide as though he feared this whole thing was a wonderful dream and he might wake-up if he dared to blink. Sarah pushed her open palms up under her breasts and lifted their full, heavy weight. She smiled down at him her eyes moving down over his firm slender body to the flaccid, dripping-wet flesh of his cock. She felt wickedly excited, as if nothing she could do was wrong, and she started a little dance all her own of indescribable incitement as the youngster watched, bug-eyed with disbelief. Her hips swayed sensuously like the exotic movements of a belly dancer and his eyes followed the moist fleecy vee of her pubic mound hypnotically ... and his cock, bursting with youthful fervor, began to throb and quiver again into hard, pulsating rigidity!
"Mmmmm, you're getting hard already!" Sarah breathed huskily as she swayed arousingly, her feet staying put and her long, supple nakedness moving around them.
She leaned over him and let her dangling breasts trace lightly across his belly until she brushed his chest with her lips. There were no hairs at all on his torso, except for a few beneath his arms, and she licked the muscled flatness of his chest with her tongue tip. She mewled sensuously as her lips moved over the tiny boyish tips of his nipples and he squirmed uncomfortably under her wanton caress. Her hands touched his sides and then moved down past his waist to the narrow boyish flare of his hips. She flattened her palms against his warm naked skin and moved her hands together toward the jutting heavy flesh of his cock.
"It's all nice and big again!" she mewled as she cupped his thick, blood-engorged cock with her fingers. It was wet and sticky from her saliva and a thin oozing trickle of semen smeared across the bulbous, purplish head. She grinned wickedly and extended her tongue to touch it. . . almost.
"Aaawww!" he bawled, his hips twitching as he looked down and saw the blonde housewife's tongue tip less than half-an-inch from the throbbing, distended hardness of his cock. Sarah chuckled under her breath as he squirmed she liked the way she could make him act this way with just the teasing flick of her tongue. He was all hers for now and she aimed to enjoy him, like an ancient queen's sex slave!
She lightly played her tongue tip along the hardened, sensitive rim of his cock-head, brushing it delicately like a gourmet might toy with a fine dish before consuming it.
He's ready, it's as hard as a pipe! God, what a beautiful dick he's got! I just love 'em like this ... long and hard and smooth, with just a few hairs around the base to tickle my cheeks. Mmmmmmmm!
She saw his face, masked with a contorted grimace of ecstasy as she lightly teased his cock with her tongue, and she suddenly had an idea ... something so wildly wicked that would never have dreamed of trying it with her late husband or Dan, the only two men who had ever bedded her ... Do I dare? What if he says no, what if he gets angry?
He was lying on his back on her rumpled bed, his legs bent at the knees and dangling over the side. Sarah rose from her crouch and climbed onto the bed, spreading her thighs over him as he lay there. She was naked now, her thin filmy gown in a pile on the floor, and she straddled him salaciously, the insides of her supple thighs pressing hotly against the bony protuberances of his hips. She watched his face, saw him gulp back his eager excitement as she hovered over him, the sizzling cock-starved heat of her crotch inches from the jutting stiffness of his cock. But Sarah wanted something else first. . . and she knew this well-hung young boy would give it to her, for he would do anything she asked him now!
"P-Put it in," he breathed excitedly, looking up at the thirty-five year old blonde with huge, jiggling breasts who kneeled over him. Sarah said nothing, but moved instead on her knees ... until her warm moist pussy was close to his parched, quivering lips. He was starting to understand why she waited ... she wanted him to eat her pussy! She was going to sit on his face!
He managed one deep, gasping breath before Sarah, heady with unaccustomed dominance, braced herself with one hand on the headboard of her bed and lowered the steaming fissure of her damp, hair-rimmed cunt onto his face. He was reluctant at first, but the moist, dribbling juices of her vagina were like liquor to his young lips and he began to tongue her and lick her wantonly, his whole tongue snaking into the damp, clinging heat of her pussy. Sarah groaned and shuddered every 'time his tongue made a delicious, lust-stirring swipe along the wet pink slit of her twat, and with her passions at a feverish pitch already, her orgasm was quickly reached. She began to whimper first, and then her mewling cry became a gurgling moan that rattled in her chest as she clamped her thighs around his head. His tongue seemed a yard wide and a foot long as it licked and laved the pungent dampness of her vagina ... until she-could not stand a second more and she lifted her crotch from his face.
'T-Thank you ... now I'm going to let you fuck me," she whispered hoarsely, as if just saying the word would somehow shatter the spell. She wiggled her voluptuous hips and snaked back along his body, leaving his lips and cheeks wet and glistening with her orgiastic flow. She rubbed her crotch salaciously along his chest until she was again squatting over the stiff, upraised hardness of his long, firm prick. Still holding the headboard with one hand, she reached down between her legs, and with her fingers trembling, she took the thick, turgid flesh of the young newsboy's cock and wiggled it into the wetness of her twat. Her pussylips flowered eagerly around it and nibbled at the purplish, distended head voraciously. She was still resting her weight on her Own knees, half a foot above his sinewy loins.
"Now!" she gasped, gripping the headboard so tightly with one hand that her knuckles were white. She sank herself agonizingly onto the stiff, upraised hardness of his cock, impaling herself on his naked erection until she sank all the way to his hard, bony pelvis ... every inch of his long, stiff prick was inside her!
"Aaaaaaahhhhh, yess ... it feels so good in me! Push up, lover, and I'll fuck you ... I'll fuck you soooo gooddd!" Her eyes were hardly more than slits as she started to work herself up and down on his man-sized cock, skewering herself deliciously on his glistening lust-pole and then lifting her hot, sizzling crotch from his only to slam it again onto his loins, jarring the bed and making him groan with exquisite agony. The thrill of having his cock inside her any cock! was making her head spin deliriously and she nearly swooned more than once as she worked herself feverishly into a groaning, panting rhythm of unspeakable lust. She leaned far forward over him, her naked buttocks cheeks widely splayed around his pole-like erection as she pumped up and down wildly on his passion-quenching hardness. Her breasts jiggled and bounced over his face until he took them in his hands and hotly rubbed them against his lips, licking her nipples rapaciously and whimpering with delight as she worked over him slavishly. Again and again she bumped against his loins, slamming herself down onto his upturned stiffness as every precious inch skewered her wantonly. Her cuntal lips were like a hot wet fist around his youthful flesh, and she grunted frenetically as she humped up. and down wildly above him until ... the screaming, hair-pulling climax that had eluded her so long!
God help me, I think I'm going to die! It's coming, I can feel it. . . dear merciful God, yessss! Yesssss!
The trim, curvaceous young mother suddenly gasped like a bullet had slammed into her spine and her back arched impossibly as she pushed herself down onto his long, thick cock with the frenzied strength of an Amazon!
"Unngghh, yessss! I'm ... cummmiinngg! God, yes, oh yes! Push up, lover, push your beautiful cock into my belly!" she groaned as the tears dribbled down her reddened cheeks. She squirmed and grunted and bounced around on top of him all at once and he could feel the gushing warm wetness of her orgasm as it flooded his balls and trickled down the insides of his thighs.
Sarah reached around her own excitedly humping buttocks and lovingly milked his balls with a tender pressure that made his nuts explode again ... this time into the gulping, nibbling heat of her cunt! He filled her completely and his sperm oozed from around his softening penis as he pushed up strongly from under her, mixing obscenely with the moistness of her own secret genitals.
When at last they both were spent, she tried to lift herself off of him, but she succeeded only in falling to the bed beside him. She watched through narrowed slits as he hurriedly dressed, wiping himself boyishly on the edge of her sheet.
He turned to her as he was in the doorway and fumbled for words. "Uh. Mrs. Holloway ... I'd better be going. I have a lot of stops to make and...."
Sarah smiled thinly. Her passion was quenched, for the moment at least, and she could grapple realistically with the impending consequences of what she had done.
"That's okay, William," she said. "Will you come see me again?"
A big grin spread across his teenage face. "Sure! Any time! You just say when!"
"Okay ... I'll let you know. But nothing about this, not even to your friends, all right? This is to be our little secret."
He nodded as if he understood the importance of that request to the widowed thirty-five year old, but Sarah suspected that her confidence was not to be long-lived ... and as he left, she tried to cry and found that the tears would not answer.
Dear God, I hope I don't live to regret this night. . . I hope, I hope, I hope!