Chapter 4
Saying no more, Paul slowly eased down his brief bikini.
"What are you trying to do?" she demanded.
"Trying to entice you with my cock," he told her.
When she saw the size of his cock as he pulled his swim trunks down farther, she was so hot for him she couldn't say a word.
"Eight inches of quality meat," he told her proudly.
"Leave me alone," she complained, "I don't want to get involved with any man again. I've had enough of men." i
"Oh, yes, you do," he told her, "and I'm your man, baby."
He got off the ladder where he was working and looked at her.
"You want it and you know it," he told her quickly.
At this point Claire was so eager for him that she went to the bedroom hoping he would follow. She was not disappointed. Her young lover followed and then he got in the middle of the bed and lay back.
"Why don't you go down on me and lick it first?" he asked. "All right," she agreed.
With her bikini off she was something to see. Her beautiful bosoms jiggled as she walked toward the bed. She stretched out and reached toward the young boy's hard shaft. She clasped his pulsating penis and quickly let her tongue slide over the length of it.
"It's good eating," Paul assured Claire.
Her eyes closed as her lips fastened on the head of his penis. In a worshipful attitude she let her mouth slide down the length of him.
"Suck it, baby," he told her as he pumped his cock into her mouth farther.
Claire loved it. It had been a long time since she had taken on a man. And here she had all the young cock she could ever ask for. The young boy was completely uninhibited she could tell. Almost too much so.
"Before you suck it off all the way," he suggested, "how about giving my ass some licking?"
She went down farther on him. She let her tongue slide along his ass crack.
"Eat my ass," he told her, "go ahead, baby. Suck my ass-hole."
Immediately Claire pulled off his penis and let her tongue slide down the underside of his shaft until she was even with his big hairy balls. Next he parted his legs farther and pushed himself upward so his ass crack would be easily available to her tongue.
"Suck my ass," he commanded, "go ahead, suck my ass-hole." Claire was delighted when he reached down to grip her head and force her over him. She loved being dominated in this fashion.
"That's it," he told her, "suck my ass-hole. I like that. Suck it, baby. Now you're doing it. That's the way I want it. Suck my ass."
Her tongue tunneled up his tight channel. At the same time her hand gripped his big shaft.
"Pull it," he told her, "go ahead. Pull my prick."
She jerked on his cock getting it harder as his ass wiggled to her tongue insertion.
"Eat my ass," he gasped, "suck. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Suck it."
He was so excited now he was shaking with the intensity of his sexual emotions.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you'd better get your mouth on my cock quick. I'll be shooting."
She pulled away from his ass-hole and slid to the top of his penis. Sliding her mouth down over his cock she sucked vigorously. She wanted to get his cream in her mouth.
"Eat me," he begged, "suck it. Suck my cock. That's what I want you to do. Suck it. Suck it off, all the way, baby, suck."
She was riding rhythmically up and down his slippery shaft. And he was enjoying it.
"Ohhh," he gasped excitedly, "that's the way to do it, baby. Suck it. Come on, suck that cock for me. Suck!"
All at once the big penis exploded.
"Ohhh," he told her, "that's it. Suck it. Suck it off."
The hot cream gushed down her throat. She gobbled eagerly as he gripped her head and pinned her over his penis.
"Eat me," he begged, "suck all the juice out of me. Get it, baby."
Her cheeks sucked in as she ate him.
When he finally pulled away from her he still was hard. But he knew what he wanted. He swung around so he could let his hands sweep under her ass and his mouth get over her pussy. His tongue slipped along her slit.
"Oh, nobody's eaten my pussy for so long, Paul," she panted. "Keep your tongue thrusting in there. Oh, baby, there's more juice where that came from."
Paul was willing to go on licking her snatch as he had an idea of what he wanted to do next. His hands grasping her ass cheeks told him she had a beautiful behind. He wanted to plant his penis between her ass crack and ram it up her rectum as far as he could make it go.
When he nibbled her clit and got her gushing some more she juiced in his face. He sucked all of her cum.
"Ohhh," she groaned when he'd finished. "Did that ever feel fantastic. I haven't been loved like that for so long. My husband was a wonderful pussy eater."
As Paul looked at her he knew what he was going to do next. His cock had to be satisfied.
"You've got another hard-on," Claire observed frankly.
"Yes, I have," he admitted, "and I wonder if you can satisfy me."
"I'm not sure," Claire said as she rolled over.
Now she was lying with her bare ass cheeks exposed. Young Paul reached down and began letting his hands slip over the soft skin of her buttocks.
"You don't want to get in there from behind, do you?" Claire asked fearfully.
"Why not?" he demanded. "It would feel good slipping up your ass crack."
"It might feel good to you," she admitted, "but I don't think it would feel very good to me."
"I'd like to lie back and let you slip your ass down over my dick," he suggested.
"No way," Claire shook her head determinedly.
That didn't make him give up. He figured he would play with her and get her so stimulated that soon she would do anything. His hands fondled her bosoms. Then he rolled her over and wrapped his arms lovingly around her, reaching down to clasp her ass cheeks in his hand and squeeze them. His lips found her lips. His tongue slid along her mouth and as she opened her mouth he slipped inside. His tongue flipped against her tongue. She was really turned on.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "does that ever feel fantastic. Come on. Let me have your ass."
Once more Claire was fearful.
"I couldn't get that big cock of yours in my ass-hole," she complained.
"Oh, yes, you could," he insisted.
He wasn't about to let her off this easy.
"All I want you to do," he told her, "is put some Vaseline on my cock. Then you slide down it. You can do it as quick or as slow as you want to. How about that?"
Realizing he wasn't going to let her off without an attempt at anal intercourse, Claire nodded.
"I'll try it once," she said nervously, "but if I can't get my ass down over your cock, don't force it, baby."
"That's why I'm gonna let you do it," he explained.
Claire got some Vaseline and massaged it onto Paul's cock. Then when she was over her fear she slowly eased down over his penis. He played with her tits to distract her while she eased her ass slowly over his hard cock. It slipped smoothly between her ass cheeks and then it stopped at the tight anal ring. Claire knew she had to force it if it was ever going to slip in.
"Don't stop," he told her, "go ahead. I want you to do it."
With a hard push she let the big cock slip into her ass-hole. For a second she thought she was going to be split in two. Once the pain had disappeared, the pleasure commenced.
"Fuck," he told her, "wiggle your ass. That's the way I want it. Wiggle your butt."
Claire wiggled her behind. And he rammed forward.
"That's the way I want it," he told her, "fuck, baby. Now you're doing it. Fuck it."
He was driving into her with vigorous cock stabs now.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "does that ever feel good. Keep twisting your ass. More, baby. Just like that. Ohhh, ahhh, yes. That's the way you do it. Fuck it, baby, fuck it."
With his hands on her bosoms and his cock sliding into her ass crack, he was getting more and more stimulated. He couldn't hold back any longer. The hot juice shot from his penis head and up her ass-hole.
"Oh, I'm so excited," she panted as she plunged her fingers into her vagina and played with her love button.
A second later she was juicing herself.
"Ohhh, fuck," he panted as he grasped her ass cheeks and watched her juices trickle from her pussy. "Fuck, baby, fuck."
Paul had never seen anything like it. Her pussy juicing while he was ramming his cock up her rectum really had him turned on all the way now.
When Claire finally pulled off him he realized how much pleasure he could find away from his mother. Claire looked at him and asked confidentially, "Do you screw all the girls at school?"
"All the girls that will let me," he told her with a laugh.
"That's nice," she smiled, "and I'll bet you give them a good time, all the time."
"I try," he smiled.
She paid him for his work and then handed him a twenty. "What's this for?"
"That's for fucking me," she said with a sly smile.
"You make me feel like a male hustler," he laughed.
"Don't worry about it," she told him. "I was thirsty for a man. And you quenched my thirst, baby, that's all."
When he got home that evening his mother was suspicious.
"Where have you been so long?" she demanded angrily.
"I've been working," he told her. "Who for?"
"Claire Burke," he told her.
"I know all about her," his mother said. "She is an oversexed divorcee who's after any man or boy she can get into her bedroom."
"She gave me a good time," he told her, "that's all I know."
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself going around with that trash," his mother snapped indignantly.
"Are you jealous?" he demanded.
"No way," Kathy shot back. "She's a very cheap woman. I hope you didn't tell her you'd ever go back again."
"She said she'd service me on a regular basis," he smiled as he went up to his bedroom.
Paul took off his clothes and was just stepping in the shower when his mother came in the room.
"Will you leave me alone?" he asked her.
"I should say not," she told him. "I've been thinking it over. I'm certain that you had something to do with that woman."
Turning around stark naked, he looked at his mother.
"Why, did you want some of it?"
"I don't want anything more to do with you on this basis," she said angrily, "you're making it all appear so cheap. When I had sex with you, son, it was love."
"If you would love to suck off my cock before I take a shower, mom, it's all right with me," he told her.
Kathy couldn't help being magnetized by the sight of her son's big shaft. She went over to him and gently stroked him.
"Maybe it would help me if I had some of that Cock milk," she said, dropping to her knees suddenly-
It gave Paul a wonderful feeling to have a woman on her knees before his penis. He parted his legs a little wider and gripping her head guided his big shaft into her mouth.
"I'll give you a nice feeding," he said as he inched forward.
His cock slowly slipped into her mouth. As it disappeared and only his balls rode her chin, he fucked hard.
Kathy's hands clasped her son's naked ass cheeks.
"Oh, that feels so good," he panted as he pushed it to her. "That's it. Oh, keep it up. I love that. Suck me. Suck my cock. I want it. Suck. Suck my cock, mom, suck."
He plunged his big penis down her throat. She loved the feel of it slipping in.
"Ohhh," he gasped in excitement, "that's just the way to do it. Eat me. Oh, mom, eat my prick."
He was getting more and more stimulated every second as his huge shaft plunged farther down her throat.
"Oh, eat it. Suck that big juicy prick. Suck it.
Suck that cock off."
The big cock continued jabbing down her throat. She loved it.
"Oh, I like seeing my balls riding your chin," he panted as he drove farther.
It wasn't going to be much longer now. Kathy could tell this. For the way his ass muscles flexed as he fucked her face she knew he was about to explode his hot juices.
Paul watched in the mirror. It was a beautiful sight to see his reflection as his ass muscles flexed as he fucked.
"Eat me," he begged passionately, "eat my prick. Ohhh, ahhh, yes. Suck that juicy cock. Suck it."
Parting his ass crack Kathy let her hand slide between his ass cheeks. Then with her forefinger she eased up his ass-hole. She massaged his prostate while she ate his penis.
"Suck me," he begged, "suck me, mom. That's the way I want it. Suck that cock."
The tempo of his movements increased as he came closer to climax.
"Eat me," he begged eagerly. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Eat my prick. Suck that cock off. That's the way to do it. Suck it off."
All at once he exploded. As the steady stream of white cum shot down her throat she gulped greedily and anxiously.
"Ohhh," he gasped in sexual ecstasy, "Lick. Oh, lick it. Every drop of it. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it."
The hot white climax was all that she wanted. And as she pulled her mouth off his cock she complimented him.
"You shot me a good load, tiger."
"Ease off it," he told her, "it tickles when you suck that hard."
"I'm sorry," she told him.
She lay beside him. Wrapping his arm around her he looked into her eyes.
"What's gonna happen to us?"
"That's a good question, son," she replied. "I don't have the answer."
Her mind was awhirl now. She couldn't keep her hands off him. Reaching down to his momentarily limp cock, she toyed with him. As she fondled his balls, his penis increased in size again.
"You'd better not excite me anymore, mom," he warned her .
"Why not?" she asked eagerly. "We love each other, don't we?"
"That's not the point," he explained, "we just are getting too crazy about having sex. We're fucking all the time, mom."
"You're a young boy," she explained, "and you need a lot of loving."
"That's true," he admitted. "Would you like to sit on my face?"
"Later, dear," she told him. "I think I should have a drink now."
"Mix one for me, too, mom," he suggested.
"No way," she insisted. "I'm not going to introduce you to booze."
"If I can fuck you," Paul told her flatly, "I can drink, too."
Realizing that he was right, Kathy mixed him a drink. Returning to the bed she handed it to him. They both sipped their drinks.
"Would you say that I'm warped?" she asked her son.
"Yes," he replied honestly.
"You shouldn't have said that," she complained. "Talk like that hurts me."
"I apologize," he told her.
As he went on drinking he was thinking. He was realizing that he was getting into a situation that he had no idea how he would get out of.
"It's wonderful," she smiled as she fondled him some more, "that you and I understand each other. It's a beautiful relationship."
"I think so, too," Paul admitted, "but I don't think many other people would understand."