Chapter 4

Mrs. Lois A-, 42 yrs., brunette. Married.

5'4". 115 lbs.

Would you believe that I was faithful to my husband for fourteen years? That I never even gave the time of day to another man until I was thirty-seven years old? Believe it or not, it's the truth, I swear it! Pete that's my husband and me have been managing motels, rooming houses and apartment houses ever since we got married and I guess you could say that I've had more than the average number of propositions in all that time.

You know, a girl that really wanted to could screw herself silly just by picking up on all the propositions that get thrown her way in this business. You know how it is, a guy comes into the motel and registers for a room. Women might not be on his mind at the moment but when he sees a good-looking babe behind the desk and he thinks about him being all alone in that motel room bed, he starts getting ideas pretty quick! Yeah, I could have had about as many men as I wanted, I guess, but for the longest time I wasn't interested at all.

Hell, I even got the eye from a couple of women registering at places where Pete and me were managing, if you can feature such a thing. I wasn't interested in stuff like that, no way! Once I found out what men had between their legs and how nicely it fitted into that slit I've got between mine, there just wasn't any way I was going to let another woman get in my panties!

And Pete, he's hung like that old bull moose you always hear about anyway, and for a long time after we were married I thought for sure that he was trying to wear the thing out on me. Not that I minded, of course; there's nothing I like better than letting a fellow slip my ankles up onto his shoulders and then driving that great big cock right up to the hilt! I don't care how big a guy is, I can handle him; big or little, it doesn't matter to me as long as they can get it up and shoot that come, that's what really does it for me.

But I guess there's nothing lasts forever. After a while Pete started messing around, I know that. It didn't bother me too awful much because he still had plenty of prick left over for me and I figured that as long as I was getting what I wanted, why make such a big fuss about it? Right? Okay, maybe I was being a sucker, I don't know. Anyway, I rocked along with it for a while.

But then one day I was cleaning out this vacant apartment and I happened to look out the back window in just, this certain way. As it happened I could get a pretty good look into an apartment across the way and I just about keeled right over when I saw what was going on in there! It was only twenty feet or so away, I guess those apartments weren't really laid out for anything but making money for the landlord, you know and I had a ringside seat for the damnedest show I'd ever seen up until that time.

There was this young kid, see, in this apartment.

Chuck was his name, he and his mother lived there. I guess his mom was out shopping or doing something like that; anyway there he was stripped, down to the buff and pumping his prick like nothing you ever saw! I was surprised how clear I could see him but I was even more surprised when I got a good look at the size of his dong. Talk about hung, he had even more dick that Pete! Lord, he was like a fencepost! I couldn't help but watch and when he let go with his come it was like somebody had turned loose a fire hose, it was shooting out so much!

I didn't waste much time in arranging things so I could get close to that young man. Once I'd seen that display, all I could think of was getting him between my legs. I managed it one Saturday when he was there by himself; his mom was working and Pete was off fishing so I knew I had it all to myself. I made sure that I wore the most revealing dress I had I cinched the issue by taking off my panties and then I marched in on him and for a minute I didn't know quite how to go about it either. Then I decided that I might as well lay all my cards on the table.

"Chuck, I've been watching you in the afternoon," I said, getting right to the point, "and I've noticed that you seem to have a sexual problem. I'd like to help out."

That just about floored him, as you can well imagine. He turned all red and tried to deny it but I wasn't about to let him off the hook.

"No, I've seen you jerking off," I said. "That's no way for a boy as old as you are to do, especially not when he's equipped as well as you!"

"What do you know about how I'm equipped?" he asked.

"Don't try to hide it, be proud of it!" I told him. "Chuck, I've seen that cock of yours and I know what I'm talking about!"

By this time I was pretty well steamed up and I got so excited about it all that I just lost my head completely. I was sitting on the sofa in the living room and I just laid back a little and spread my legs fairly well apart. This made my dress ride up. He was sitting across from me and he was in a good position to get himself an eyeful of beaver and believe me he was really taking advantage of it!

"That prick of yours belongs in here," I told him. "Right where you're looking! Come on over, baby, and investigate it. You'll see that I'm telling you the truth!"

He came over to me, moving real slow, as if he might almost have been in a trance, and I let him lift up my dress. I could tell that he hadn't seen too many twats before, or maybe even none at all, from the wondering look on his face.

"Here, suppose I just take this dress off?" I suggested. "That way you can see everything and I won't get rumpled either."

He already had a ferocious erection that threatened to rip out the front of his trousers, I thought; it took all I could do to keep from reaching out and grabbing hold of the joy pole. I held back, though, because I was afraid it might scare him off. Instead I just stood there in my bra that was the only thing I wore under the dress and let him gape.

"Would you like for me to take this off?" I asked, running a finger under one strap of the bra.

"Yes, take it off," he whispered, licking his lips and just about looking holes through me. "I ... I want to see everything!"

I got out of the bra and then I was entirely naked. I don't know how long it had been since a man had really looked at my naked body in just that way, as if he were seeing something too good to be believed. However long it might have been, I really enjoyed the way he looked at me and I basked in it.

"Do you like what you see?" I asked, reaching up and running a finger over one of my nipples; it was already as hard as a rock and hotter than I don't know what. "Would you like to run your hand over these? Or maybe rub the insides of my thighs?"

"You know I'd like to do all that," he said. "Er, should I get undressed too?"

"That would be real nice," I told him. "It's better if we're both completely naked. That way we can feel each other so much more completely!"

I couldn't wait to get my hands on him. As soon as he'd finished stripping I held out my arms and he came to me. If I do say it, I've got an exceptionally good body for a woman of my age and Chuck seemed to find it very interesting. Mmmmm, I can still remember how I jumped when he leaned against me and that big, hard cock of his nudged my belly. He seemed afraid to stand close to me, because of that, so I reached down and pointed it straight up and then held my belly against it, so that it was pinned between his belly and mine.

"Mmmmm, that feels so good to me!" I cried out, holding him tight. "I don't know when I've seen a fellow with one any bigger or better looking than that!"

"It's groovy!" he said. "Gee, I don't know if I can hold it back much longer!"

"Do you feel like you want to come right away?" I asked.

"Gee, I don't know how long I can hold it," he said. "I don't think I've ever been turned on like this."

That's when it began to dawn on me that I'd picked myself a virgin. It really made me feel good, knowing that I was going to be the one to break him in to the sex game. I promised myself that I'd do everything I could to make it good for him the first time, so that maybe he'd look forward to the next one a little more.

"All right, if you're that close to coming maybe you'd better go ahead and give it to me," I said, eyeing his cock and trying to keep from going out of my mind. "Suppose I just spread out here and you get over me? I'll aim it in for you and then you can drive it home!"

"Uh, maybe it would be better if we got on my bed," he suggested. "You know, it might mess up the sofa or something."

That just goes to show you how used to doing it any old way I'd become. Pete, he gets the notion and he just feeds the meat to me anywhere. On the sofa, in bed, in the bathtub, on the kitchen table, he's fucked me all over the house. But I could see that Chuck had a point and I agreed with it.

"All right, that'll probably be better," I said. "From the looks of those balls of yours, you could probably shoot off a quart or two! We'd better be careful!"

I gathered up my bra, dress and shoes and followed him into his bedroom. It was a half bed and when I got spread out there wasn't room for but just the one. Fortunately I wanted him on top of me and when I got my legs spread out wide he just stood down at the foot of the bed for a minute, taking in the view and making me hotter than ever just by looking. I decided I'd warm him up a little more and I started playing with myself, like I was so hot I couldn't leave that slit alone.

"Oh, your eyes are raping me," I muttered, reaching down and starting to spread the lips of my pussy apart so he could see everything. "You're making me so hot! You're making me want it more than ever! Hurry up and get it in me, Chuck; I want to feel your cock going in!"

He watched for just a few seconds more. I don't mind admitting that my performance really got me a lot more in the mood too. I'd started it out as a performance, just to egg him on a little, but it had more of an effect on me than I'd imagined. I was already as juicy as could be and I knew that he wouldn't have any trouble getting his cock going into my cunt. It was so big and thick, I could already feel it stretching me, boring out the walls of my cunt and shaping them to fit that giant prod of his, and by the time he'd climbed up over me I was almost as hot as he was.

"Here, just lie there real still," I told him, reaching down to grab a handful of mean and aiming it into the notch. "I'll get it going in just right; as big as you are, you've got to be sure it's going in straight or your prick will tear me a new cunt!"

"God, you're so hot!" he gasped when the head of his cock nudged in between the lips of my pussy. "Mmmmm, it's like a bowl of hot jelly!"

"Sure it is," I told him, settling my heels into place behind his knees and hunching up a little with my hips to get him settled just right. "It's hot jelly and I'm going to cover that cock of yours with it! Come on, honey, whenever you're ready just drive it home and make me come! All you have to do is give it to me and I'll start creaming; I'm so worked up you don't need to do anything imagine!"

He waited just a second or two, as if he might be savoring the moment, and then I felt his cock give a little twitch. He grunted out something and I knew that he was coming already. Imagine, he was popping his nuts and he didn't even have it in me good! That really got to me, him shooting off so quick; it made me think that maybe he wanted me so much that he just couldn't help letting go with his come when he felt his cock nestle up against my cunt.

"Oh, drive it in!" I whispered, pulling him down to me and trying to jerk my rear up so I could shove my cunt down over the head of his cock before he started shooting the cream out. "OOOHH, AGGHH! Do it to me now, Chuck, fuck me now! Ungghh!"

Suddenly he broke out of his trance and he really walloped the love pole to me. Man, I guess about five or six inches at once slid into me, all at the first stroke, and it felt like he was just tearing my poor cunt apart. I groaned louder, letting him know that he was doing a pretty good piece of work, and then he drew it out and shoved again. This time even more of that thing drove home and I could feel his come shooting out all over the inside of my cunt. It was the strongest shoot I'd ever felt, I guess; it was like a fire hose or something was loose inside me and covering my cunt with that hot, thick, sticky love juice. Oohh, did I ever let go then!

"All the way, honey, all the way!" I gasped out. "Fuck it in all the way! I want it all! Oohh, give it to me! Aiiee!"

He was shaking all over from head to foot and his cock was jerking around like I don't know what. It had been ages since I'd felt anybody come like that. Pete, you know, he's getting along to the point where he just gives me a couple of squirts and they're almost too weak to be called that even! before he rolls off. And as for staying hard and going again in five or ten minutes, forget it! Chuck was like a wild man. It seemed as though when his prick started pumping the sperm into me, it just triggered something inside him and really turned him loose.

"Ugghh! I'm coming!" he grunted, giving me another hump that sent his cock even further into me. "Oohh, it's great! You're milking my dick! You're tearing my balls off! Agghh! Eeehhh!"

Every time his cock squirted a big jet of come up my cunt, he got more aroused and at the end, when he really let loose with a tremendous wad of that sweet, scalding stuff, he was working it back and forth like a piston. Oh, did he ever get turned on! By the time he had it buried to the hilt I could feel the head of his cock trying to open up my cervix, which is something not even Pete could ever make happen, and I knew that I'd found myself a real man. I was coming all over I didn't have to put on a bit, as I'd thought maybe I would, just to make him feel better and my poor cunt was throbbing like a sprained ankle. He never let up, not even for a minute when his dick was shooting the hardest.

"Oohh, you're fucking me to death!" I grunted. "Oohh, darling, youll kill me with cock, you'll fuck me crazy!"

"I don't care, I can't stop!" he groaned, still humping like a mad bull and making it ten times better for me. "Ohhh, work your ass, baby, make that cunt talk to me!"

"Hold off a minute," I managed to tell him. "Here, let me work my legs up around you this ll let you get it in deeper! And baby, I want it in just as far as it'll go! Ahhh, that's the way I like to be fucked!"

I couldn't get my legs up over his shoulders the way I'd have liked; he was too close for me for that. But I squirmed around till I got my knees right up over his shoulder blades and that was almost as good. This really opened me up and when I got fixed just right it made all the difference in the world. My cervix was extra tight and when he felt his cock going into it he just about went out of his head.

"Anngghh! What are you doing to me? he grunted, still jabbing that big thing in and out as fast as he could. "Oohh, baby, you're tearing my cock off!"

"No, I'm just getting ready to give you another good fuck," I told him, locking my feet together and starting up a little buck-and-weave motion that made my cunt do really wild things to his prong. "I'm going to drain your balls; I'll make them come again like they've never come before! Just drive the cock to me, Chuck, let it all go in!"

I didn't have to say that, of course. I guess there wasn't anything on earth that could have kept him from doing just what I'd asked him to dp, but it made me feel better just to ask him. I'm that way; I like to use a lot of fuck talk when I've got a man between my legs. This time, though, he was giving me so much dick that after a while it seemed like he was punching my heart up into my throat and I couldn't say another word. He kept on driving that dick home, over and over, and it wasn't very long till he started getting ready to let go with another big orgasm.

"You're going to come!" I panted into his ear, tightening my legs and pulling him down closer so I could rub my nipples into his chest. "Yes, you're going to shoot more come in my cunt! And I'm going to love it, I swear I will! Oohh, let it go, Chuck, cream again!"

I knew that he couldn't keep that up very long not the way I was working my rear end and making my cunt slither up and down his prick. There wasn't a man on earth who could have held out very long against the kind of treatment I was giving him. While I was working my butt up and down and around, I started thinking about all the other things I could do to him. Mostly I was thinking about how nice it would be to go down on him and let him shoot a great, scalding load of come into my mouth; that really turned me on and when I thought about holding his cock between my lips while I jacked him off and ran my tongue all over the head of his tool I could feel my womb tightening up and getting ready for another big explosion.

"Ooohh, baby, hurry up and make it happen!" I told him. "I'm so close to coming; I can feel it getting ready. Oh, nobody's ever made me come like this! Do it to me, Chuck, and make me cream again! Just let your balls flood over and I'll be there with you, darling!"

That wasn't any lie. One of the sexiest things I know of is feeling a man let go with a climax. It doesn't matter if he's in my mouth or in my cunt or even in my hand, just as long as he's making it. When that prick starts swelling up and pumping out that love juice, my cunt isn't going to wait very long before it's making that scene too. It was that way with Chuck, only a lot more so because when he started to come it was just fantastic the way he shot off.

"Unngghh! Owwweee!" he groaned, stiffening up in a way that told me he'd be shooting in another minute or less. "Oohh, baby, I've got it again! I'm coming again!"

"Yeah! I feel it!" I cried out, making my butt do wild things as he shot another big load of hot, sticky come into my cunt. Ooohh, do I ever feel it now! You're shooting off again; you're making it again!"

I was making it too. Sometimes it seems to me as though a man's cock is like a radio antenna: when it's buried deep in your cunt and shooting out that wonderful love juice, I think it's like a radio station sending out signals. The signals read "come! come! come!" That's just what I was doing, answering those signals with a really great come of my own. I just let everything go when I felt him start; I shoved my nipples up into his chest and rubbed them around while my rump was making a corkscrew kind of motion, one that made his cock rub every part of my cunt and do fantastic things to me.

He kept on running his prick in and out till he'd shot every bit of his come. Finally he stretched out on top of me and laid there, really nice and relaxed, and panting as though he'd just finished running the marathon or something like that. I pulled my legs down to get a little more comfortable and he asked me if he was too heavy.

"No, just lie there," I said. "I like to feel you on me it's a real nice feeling. And your cock still feels good too!"

He'd lost most of his hard but not so much of it that the tool came out. He asked me if he'd done it all right and I assured him that I'd come more than I'd ever done before, which wasn't quite the truth but then he wanted to hear that and I always tell a man that he's fucked me better than anybody ever did it before. It makes them feel good, hearing things like that, and it doesn't cost anything so why shouldn't I tell a little white lie? It's not like it was anything really serious.

"Then we can do it again some time?" he asked when he found out how much I'd liked it. "This is really great!"

"Sure, we can do it again," I promised him. "If we're careful and don't broadcast what we're doing we ought to be able to spend a lot of time together."

"Yeah, we ought to be sure and be careful," he said. "Gee, I bet Mom would flip if she came piling in here and saw this scene!"

"Maybe we can work something out where we can have a lot more time and be sure that nobody will interrupt us," I said. "That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

"Mmmmm, real nice! Yeah, I could stay here all day doing this! I'll bet you know a lot of ways to do it!"

"You're right," I admitted. "And if you want to I'll show you every one of them. Oh, Chuck, there are so many ways a man and a woman can please each other, so many things for them to do! Yes, I'll teach you everything if you want me to!"

"Even..., " he began, but then he got embarrassed and wouldn't say any more.

I kept after him, begging him to tell me what it was he wanted to learn how to do, and finally he admitted that he'd like to have somebody go down on him.

"That won't be any trouble at all!" I promised him. "I love eating dick; it's a staple of my diet, you might say!"

"You mean ... all the way?" he asked, rearing up and looking at me real strange, as if he couldn't believe his ears. "All the way, till I can't hold it any more and ... well, come?"

"Sure, if you want me to I'll suck you off," I said. "Honey, there isn't a thing in the world wrong with making it that way I've been doing it to men for years and most of them have loved it!"

"But ... but doesn't the come taste bad?"

"Don't you believe it!" I said. "Mmmmm, there isn't much that tastes better than a really good come, all hot and thick; it really makes me get up for doing it right now, just thinking about how good it would be!"

"You're putting me on!" he said. "I don't really believe you'd do that to me!"

"If you're serious about not believing me, I'll prove it to you," I said. "Why don't you just ease out of me and come up this way? I'll suck your dick right now, fresh from my cunt!"

That really excited him, hearing me put it that way. It wasn't anything new to me; I've always thought that a fellow was best when he'd had his cock in my cunt first. I think I've got a nice tasting pussy and there are a few others who agree with me and when I get a prick all covered with come and pussy juice, mixed up together, it's just the best tasting stuff ever.

"Hey, if I get off of you the come will drip out, won't it?" he asked just as he was ready to pull his prick out. "Geez, it'll make a terrible mess on the bed!"

"Yeah, I guess you're right," I agreed. "Look, why don't you hand me something? I'll stuff it between my legs to take up the drip and that way there won't be any evidence to give us away!"

He looked around but the only thing he could reach was a pair of his underwear. I took them and held them down to my pussy, ready to clap them over my hole when he got his cock out. He pulled out and I got the shorts stuffed down in place, just in time he'd shot so much come up my cunt that I'm sure it would have soaked the mattress clear through if I hadn't caught it with something. Then he started crawling up me, bringing me my treat. It was semi-hard and as he brought it closer it started getting harder; I guess he was getting turned on at the thought of ramming his dick into my mouth. Well, I was getting a little excited too. Just looking at that big thing, so wet and red from the fucking I'd given it, was enough to make my pussy start throbbing all over again.

"Mmmmm, that's the way, just bring it closer and stick it close to my lips," I told him, reaching down so I could tickle my clit with one finger while I sucked him. "Nice and wet, flavored with fucking that's the best way to go down on a big, hard fellow like that!"

He knelt over my face and fed the cock to me. Mmmmm, the flavor of that big rod! His come was just as sweet and tasty as any I ever had, I suppose, and being mixed in with my pussy drip just made it a lot better than it would have been otherwise. I ran my lips down over the head and started working my tongue around that groove that separates the head from the rest of the shaft. He didn't know what to make of it at first but pretty soon he caught on to the whole game and then he was fucking his big cock in and out of my mouth as I worked my tongue and lips around it.

He'd already gotten another tremendous stiff and after a bit I could tell that he was feeling his oats enough that he might even give me another little jolt of come. I looked up at him and tried to signal with my eyes so I wouldn't have to take my mouth off that wonderful prong of his. He saw what I was trying to say and it just made him all the more eager to cream in my mouth.

"I'm going to come again!" he yelped. "I can't hold it any more; I've got to let it go! I'm going to come in your mouth if you don't stop sucking my cock! Ooohh, don't stop; it's so good!"

"Mmmmmm! Ooohh!" I groaned, never taking my mouth off that dick of his.

I wasn't about to let go of him, if that's what he was thinking; once I'd gotten that far I was way past the point of no return. My finger was really doing a job on my clit and I was just about to pop one off myself. I figured that I'd start making it just about the time he let go with his come; that would be all the extra excitement I needed to get my own come to rolling.

I'd figured it exactly right. When I felt his cock swell up and then spit out that first jet of come I just melted inside. Even though he'd fucked me into two really great climaxes I could still get another one and I just let go with everything I had. He kept humping it in my mouth, almost driving the big thing down my throat, and then after it started spurting come he just held it there as though he might be paralyzed.

"Ooohh! Agghh! Owww!" he moaned over and over as his cock leaped and jerked around, squirting hot sperm as fast as it could for a few beats and then dying out.

He'd already come so much when he'd fucked me that he didn't have but just a little of the good stuff but I wasn't going to complain about that. It tasted good, real good, and I was real happy to get even that much. At that, he still shot off more than Pete does when he's fresh, which ought to give you an idea of just what kind of stallion that kid was. I sucked him dry and swallowed every drop of his come.

"You did it!" he whispered, looking as though he might have seen something he'd never expected to see before. "You really did it!"

"You know it, I really did suck you off," I said. "And do you know something else? It was good, Chuck, it was damned good! I really had myself a ball, sucking your big cock!"

"Huh? You mean you made it too?" he asked.

"Yes, I was fingering my pussy while I was going down on you," I admitted. "And when I felt that big rod of yours start shooting out come I let loose with a real nice come!"

"You were fingering your. . . , " he began, looking really surprised and shocked when he realized that I'd been doing it to myself. "Hey, you mean chicks can make it like that too?"

"Of course we can," I told him. "We don't have to have a guy around to make it; we can do it by ourselves. Of course, I've always thought it was a lot better with a guy but sometimes when I get really turned on strong and there's nobody around I just work it out myself!"

That really fascinated him. Most of the guys I'd known before hadn't cared much at all about what girls did to themselves but this Chuck, he was really different. I mean, it was like he was about as interested in that as he was in plowing my furrow! Time was getting short and I didn't want to risk his mother coming back and finding me there so he and I agreed that we'd get together again as soon as we could and then I left. I put my head to it and started figuring.

I didn't much want to get him into my own apartment because Pete's gotten into the habit of spending more time around there than he ever did before and who knows when he might come wandering in? It just wouldn't do for him to catch me having fun with a kid like that. So I sat down and started trying to see what I might be able to work out. The solution was a lot easier than you might expect. I mean, here I was the manager of a big apartment complex almost sixty units and there was always a turnover. Usually there were two or three units vacant at any one time and I had the key to them, so why not use one of them? I got hold of the kid and told him that whenever he felt ready he should just give me a call and I'd give him the number of one of the vacant units and we'd meet there for our fun and games. He thought this was a pretty cool idea and I didn't think it was too bad myself.

We got into the habit of getting together at least twice a week, sometimes it was almost every day. He was so young and strong and horny I think he could have managed two meetings a day but of course I couldn't manage quite that many meetings. When we did get together, thougn, it was nothing but sex, sex, sex! Man, could he ever get his cock ready to go in a hurry! For the first month or so it was just like that first time he'd show up with this tremendous stiff and we wouldn't waste any time on the preliminaries, we'd just strip and go to it. Almost always he'd start shooting his nuts as soon as he got it in me and then he'd just fuck straight through that come and go on to the next one.

"Oh, baby, I don't know how you do it," I moaned one afternoon after he'd just made me come twice in a row. "You just about killed me that time and your cock's still hard enough to go again!"

"I wanted to save some for later," he said. "After you show me how you do it to yourself, I mean!"

"Hey, that's right," I said. "I was going to show you how a girl can make it by herself, wasn't I? All right, I'll tell you what: I'll give you a little demonstration but you've got to do something for me too. I want you to jack off at the same time! That way well both be doing it to ourselves and it'll be a lot sexier!"

He thought that was really a crazy idea and we did it just that way. I leaned up against the headboard of the bed we were using and when he pulled his cock out of me it was already just as wet and slippery as it could be. I reached down with both hands and started giving myself a really hard hand job. I wasn't sure I could make it that way it had been a long time since I'd played the do-it-yourself game but because he was kneeling between my legs and pumping that big cock of his I got a real head of steam worked up and it didn't take too long before I had some fine results. I fucked my cunt with a couple of fingers from one hand and used the other to tickle my clitty. With both going at once I had a sexy feeling that wouldn't stop and by watching him work his dick over I made it a lot better for myself.

"Man, this is really wild!" I gasped, digging in deep with my fingers and feeling my womb tighten up as the come got itself together for a big sex explosion. "I can feel it getting ready right now! Oh, Chuck, I'll be coming pretty soon!"

"God, I can feel it too!" he grunted, working that fist up and down his prick and humping it in and out with his hips. "Yeah, it's sexy as hell and

I'm going to come too!"

"Let it go!" I whispered, bracing my feet and giving my cunt a fierce jab with my fingers. "Shoot come all over me, Chuck! Let it shoot over my belly and tits; cover me with come!v Ooohh, baby, I'm going, I'm going! Anngghh, my cunt's falling all to pieces! Owwwooohh!"

I wasn't faking it; I was having myself a real come! I was surprised at how good it was--fingerdipping had never done too much for me before--and I really let it all hang out, as they say nowadays. When he saw me getting myself a fine come, Chuck got hotter too and it wasn't but a few seconds until he was creaming too. Naturally it wasn't a really full shower of that lovely prick juice but it was enough to make it a lot better for me. I was hoping he'd be able to shoot off onto my breasts, which all of a sudden seemed just utterly sensual to me, but he didn't have enough left. After all, he'd shot a couple of big loads of come into my cunt, you've got to remember, so I guess I was lucky to get even a small climax out of him. Anyway, he shot off a medium-sized load, mostly onto my belly, and then the last part of it dripped down onto the hair covering my pussy.

"Mmmmm, shoot!" I groaned, turning loose of my pussy with one hand and rubbing that hot, sticky stuff all over my belly and into the hair around my slit. "I love to feel a man's come on my body! Give me some more, Chuck, give me some more hot come!"

That ought to be enough to give you an idea of the kind of fun we had together. Chuck and his mother left the apartment complex after about a year, so I didn't have too much more time to enjoy him. He came back to see me after he left, visiting me a couple of afternoons, but I think he found himself a girl his own age and so he wasn't quite so hot about doing it to me any more. That didn't worry me a whole lot because I'd already noticed another young kid, a nice young man of about fifteen who was living in another apartment. It didn't take him too long to figure out what I was interested in and he turned out to be even hornier than Chuck had been. He had a little more experience too he told me that he'd had a couple of girlfriends from his school and that they'd both loved to fuck but the best thing about him, his name was Ricky, was that he also liked to go down on a woman. I never could get Chuck too interested in eating pussy but Ricky was just a perfect little pig about that stuff. In fact, once he discovered that I liked to eat dick, we probably made it more often that way than any other. He and his mother lived in the complex for a couple of years, up until last May, and now I've got another arrangement worked out with another renter's son. He's just as nice as he can be and horny too that strikes me as about the best combination a woman could hope for!

Lois, a very striking woman with a well-preserved figure, showed no sign of remorse or guilt as she recounted her experiences with various young men. Her exceedingly voluptuous figure and highly developed sexual tastes were enough to provide erotic excitement of a kind which few youths encounter in females of their own age. Although she professed to have absolutely no emotional attachments for the young men whom she allowed to sample her physical charms, she did admit that she deliberately went out of her way to seduce them while ignoring advances made by older men. In other words, she definitely preferred young boys for her sexual partners.

This marked preference can be interpreted in several ways and there is little reason to choose one over another, due to the lack of evidence in favor of any one interpretation. Rather than lead the reader through the various possibilities and arrive at no valid conclusion, we feel that it would be more efficient and productive to concentrate upon more solid facets of her case history. In particular, we would direct the reader's attention to Lois's evident interest in the ejaculations of her young lovers. In every instance she recalled the number of times they had ejaculated and commented specifically upon the profuse quantity of semen discharged by these virile youths. She also contrasted their exuberant performances with the more modest discharge emitted by her husband. Lois appears to have been extremely sensitive in the vaginal area and was thus exquisitely aware of the orgasms enjoyed by her partners. As a recent writer commented with respect to another phase of sexuality, "mouth/penis orgasm gives you the opportunity to really feel and share the explosion of his coming to climax (you just don't have the sensitivity in the vagina) and this can be a thrilling experience for a woman." ("J," The Sensuous Woman, pp. 125-126.) Furthermore, we might also point out that, according to Dr. Alfred C. Kinsey, many partners can achieve in sexual intercourse a very real "psychologic satisfaction in knowing that a sexual union and deep penetration have been effected." (Kinsey, Sexual Behavior in the Human Female, p. 581.) There seems to be little reason to doubt that an extraordinarily abundant emission of semen could also be satisfying to the female, since it would eloquently testify to the pleasure of her partner as well as to her own sexual prowess in eliciting such a gushing tribute.