Chapter 3

Monica decided it was much too dangerous to continue seeing Clyde in the house. Sooner or later the neighbors would notice or Charlie would arrive home unexpectedly and find them together. The thought of such a discovery was frightening.

She saw Clyde two or three times a week and each time they met somewhere in town. She usually took him to one of the motels near the airport. She paid for everything, of course, but she had no regrets about that. She had the money and the boy knew how to fuck her senseless. In addition, there was this thing they had going between them--a sort of master and slave routine--and she found that terribly exciting. Now that he had those pictures of her naked and showing her cunt, the power he had over her was very real. There were times when he even hinted that if she didn't behave herself when she was with him--which meant doing anything he wanted--he might get some of the pictures to Charlie. The thought of Charlie ever seeing those pictures terrified her. Clyde had her completely in his power and even if she enjoyed that, she was aware of how dangerous it was.

The first time Clyde suggested they meet at a place called The Georgia Peach, Monica was unhappy about it. It was a teenage hangout and she was really too old for a kid's beer joint. Clyde insisted, however and once again she did what he wanted. On a Wednesday afternoon she parked her car in the crowded lot and walked inside to find Clyde in a booth with friends.

She was thankful the place was dark. She was wearing a blouse and jeans and she hoped that in the dark no one would realize how old she was.

I'm old enough to be their mother, she thought. She was nothing but a wanton hussy running after a teenage kid!

She breathed a sigh of relief when Clyde's friends disappeared within moments after she was introduced to them.

"Let's go someplace where we can be alone," she said to Clyde, leaning against his shoulder and running her hand along his thigh. She was hot for him again. All she had to do was think of the last time they'd been together and within seconds her pussy was running juice in anticipation of getting reamed.

She was disappointed when he told her he wanted to sit there awhile. He slipped his hand under her ass and complained about her jeans.

"They get in the fucking way!" he hissed. "Pull them down."

"Somebody will see!"

"Bullshit, it's too dark. Anyway, you just do it, okay?"

She reasoned with herself that the room was dark and that she had the inside seat near the wall. It would be difficult for anyone to really see anything if she had her jeans down no further than her knees. She hadn't bothered to wear panties and Clyde would have an easy time getting at her pussy.

Unbuckling her belt and opening her zipper, she carefully slipped her jeans down below her hips.

"That's better," Clyde said. He slipped his hand underneath again and this time his fingers contacted her bare flesh.

The craziness of what she was doing made her shiver. She was sitting in a public place with a boy's hand on her bare ass!

"I'm nervous about this!" she whispered to him. "If we get caught, I'll just die!"

Clyde's response was a grinning giggle and a probing of his fingers in her crotch. She gasped when one of his fingers pushed inside her wet cunthole and then she gasped again when a second finger forced its way into her tight little asshole.

"Stop that!" she hissed. "It hurts! Take it out!"

"Just relax," he chuckled. "Before you came I was thinking about your sweet little ass. Today I get your cherry, Monica!"

She groaned. They had talked about it more than once, usually half in jest, but she knew that sooner or later she would let him have it. She had a virgin asshole and she was afraid, but if he demanded it she would yield. It's so nasty! Monica thought. It seemed the height of wickedness to have a man's cock reaming out her shithole!

When the waitress came by, Clyde ordered another round of beers. Monica trembled as she sat there with Clyde's fingers deep inside her cunthole and asshole. From the position of his hand, she guessed he had his thumb in her ass. She had to admit that it felt good! Squirming a little on his hand, she whispered in his ear.

"If you'll move your fingers, I think I can come."

"Do it yourself!" he grinned. "Bring yourself off."

She started coming almost as soon as her fingers touched her swollen cuntlips. The orgasm was marvelous and as she twitched and jerked on his hand, she could feel her cunthole and asshole contracting on the fingers that plugged them.

"Oh, God!" she moaned softly. "Please, Clyde, let's get out of here! Let's go somewhere and fuck!"

"In the ass?"

"Yes! If that's what you want, yes!"

They walked out of the place with his hand on her ass. She didn't care. She'd realized by now that he was showing her off to his friends. She was gratified that old as she was, she was still attractive enough to make a boy want to do that.

Out in the parking lot, he squeezed her asscheeks one final time before they headed for her car.

"Sweet-ass Monica," he chuckled. "I'm going to fuck your ass into the ground!"

She blushed, trying to hold back a smile at his boyish eagerness. She hoped he was skillful enough not to hurt her. Or maybe that's what she wanted--to be hurt and punished for her sins. Imagining his thick cock stretching her poor little asshole, she shivered as she climbed into the car.

He made her drive out of town to a patch of isolated woods he knew.

"I feel like fucking outdoors," he said.

The anticipation brought a gush of cunt juice out of her pussy. She was thankful she had a blanket in the trunk of the car. Screwing in the woods was erotic. She hadn't done anything like it since before she married Charlie and the knowledge that she was going to lose her asshole cherry this way was enough to make her quiver.

"Promise me you'll be careful," she said.

"Careful about what?"

"I don't want you to hurt me when you... "

"Fuck your ass?"

"Yes."

He laughed and ran his hands over her tits. "A little hurt is sometimes good, baby, if you know what I mean."

After they spread out the blanket, he turned on the car radio and made her take her blouse off and dance for him. She felt weird shaking her big tits like that out in the open air, but she could see how much it turned him on. He was a strange boy. He seemed so confident of his sexuality, so certain that what he had between his legs made him her master. He was right, of course. She adored his cock. She wanted to be dominated by him and they both knew it. She would do just about anything he wanted, anything at all.

Her cunt was as hot as a furnace by the time they finally stripped their clothes off.

She gazed with excitement at his big dripping cock and lusty balls. He was like a young stallion, a lean animal with a masterful prick and two heavy nuts filled with hot jism. Her mouth watered at the sight of his juicy-looking cockhead.

"Christ, Monica, what an ass you've got!" he hissed.

She wiggled her hips and smiled. "It's not the first time you've seen it. I wish you'd say that more often. A woman needs to be told."

"I guess you don't get enough attention from your old man. You sure your ass is still cherry? It's hard to believe your old man is so blind!"

"Blind and dumb," she said quietly.

"And you're cherry?"

"Yes. I warn you--I won't know what to do. You'll have to tell me. I'll do what you want, but please don't hurt me any more than necessary. I can take some hurt, but not too much."

"Open up, baby. Play with your cunt. I like to watch girls do that."

She sat facing him with her knees wide apart and her hand on her pussy. She was very hot and his suggestion that she play with herself was more than welcome. She was not bashful about it with Clyde. She had already done it for him a few times and it turned both of them on.

Opening her cunt with the fingers of her left hand, she used her right forefinger to strum her clit.

"You ever do this for your husband?"

"No."

"Try it sometime. I bet he blows his mind!"

"I wouldn't dare. He'd think I was crazy!"

"You're hot now. I can see the juice."

"Touch me!" she moaned. "Please touch my cunt!"

Leaning forward, he ran his fingertips lightly between her asscheeks and up across the slit of her cunt to her throbbing clit.

Looking down, she pulled the hood of her clit back to bring out the tiny pink knob. His fingers moved over her clit and cunt, spreading her juice around and teasing her quivering flesh. She moaned when he moved a fingertip down to the puckered ring of her asshole.

"Monica's cherry!" he giggled.

She shuddered. Closing her eyes, she focused her attention of the feel of his finger on the rim of her brownie. It felt strange to be exposed like that, to be sitting there so calmly while this boy tickled her asshole with his finger. She was trembling with need, her cuntlips swollen and dripping with her excitement.

"Put a finger inside your cunt," he said.

She used her middle finger. As she slipped it inside her cunthole, he opened her asshole with his fingertip and drilled his finger into the hot rubbery channel of her bung.

"Oh, dear God!" she groaned.

"Nice?"

She managed a throaty gargle of pleasure. She could feel his finger in her ass with the finger she had in her cunt. How freaky it was! He was showing her things about her body she had never realized before.

When she pulled her finger out of her cunt, he rearranged his hand and opened her up. He pushed two fingers inside her cunthole and another two fingers inside her asshole. When he put his thumb on her clit, she started coming.

"God, baby!" he chuckled.

"Uuunnnggghhh!" she groaned, her body rocking back and forth as the heat of her come washed up from her crotch.

She fell back on the blanket with her knees pulled up and her legs wide open.

"Fuck me!" she cried. "Put it in me!"

She wanted his big prick in there. She wanted his cock reaming out the tender folds of her steaming pussy.

Climbing between her legs, he teased her by rubbing his fat cockhead up and down the gash of her cunt.

"Do you like my cock, Monica?"

"You know I do!" She squirmed her asscheeks on the blanket, tilting her hips up as she tried to capture his cockhead with the mouth of her cunthole. Sliding her hands underneath her ass, she pulled her cuntlips apart with her fingers and held her cunt open for him.

"Give it to me!" she croaked.

With a grunt and a lurch forward, he slammed his cock into the gaping swamp of her juice-drenched pussy.

"Oh, God, it's good! Oh, yes! Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!"

He rammed into her, his hands clutching her ass, his hot eyes fixed on the stretching of her cunt-mouth by his thick cockshaft.

She snorted and pulled her lips back in a grimace of lust when his bloated cockhead slammed into the end of her fuck-channel.

"Get your ass up!" he hissed. "Raise it up! Pull your legs back!"

Lifting her legs up, she pulled them back until she had her knees on either side of her head. Her ass was turned up now and pointing at the sky. When he pushed forward, he was able to get his cock deeper inside her cunt, deeper than ever before.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, what a cock!"

She was nothing but a hole, a slimy dripping cunthole that needed to be stuffed.

Holding still while he had his cock deep inside her greedy cunt, he gyrated his hips to mash his balls against her asshole. She groaned when she realized she could feel the hairs on his ball-bag tickling her brownie.

His hand roamed over the cheeks of her ass and a moment later a long finger screwed itself all the way inside her shit-tube.

"Ooooohhh!"

"Tight and hot!" he hissed. "You like that, don't you?"

"Yes!"

It was glorious! She felt as though she had two cocks inside her. She could feel the individual stretching of her cunthole and asshole and then at times the feeling fused into one sensation of an enormous hole. No man had ever put his finger inside her ass while he had his cock in her cunt. She wanted to cry for all the pleasure she had missed. For the first time in her life she was getting a real fucking!

He began ramrodding his cock in and out of her upturned cunt, reaming her quivering pussy with his cock and her asshole with his finger. The exquisite pleasure of it blew her mind. Her cries dissolved into a series of babbling sounds of wild ecstasy.

"Oh, dear Jeeeeeesus! Ohhhh! Uuuunnnggghhh! Oh, mother!"

The rhythm of his fucking carried her along. She was like a helpless toy, impaled on two prongs, her crotch on fire, her eyes rolled up and saliva dribbling out of the corners of her lips. She was filled to the brim with cock and finger, a woman turned into a fuck-crazy animal by a teenage boy.

Then she felt the tightening of his body as his orgasm approached. She rocked her ass back and forth, desperately trying to suck the hot juice out of his balls with her sucking cunt.

"Oh, shit!" he cried. "Eeeeennnggghhh!"

He pumped her in a frenzy, spurting out his hot load into the hungry mouth of her fuck-hole. She moaned at the massiveness of his come. The jism in his balls seemed endless! She could feel it splashing out of her cunt to wet the cheeks of her ass.

The most marvelous thing of all was that at the end he remained half hard. He kept his cock inside her cunt and when she had calmed down enough to feel with her pussy again, she was ravished by the way his meat was still stretching her cunthole.

"God, what a fucker you are!" she cooed.

His cock was soon growing again, thickening and hardening inside her fuck-channel. When he finally pulled his cock out of her pussy, he was fully hard and ready for fucking again.

Straddling her body, he shifted forward to push his fat cockhead against her lips.

"Suck it!" he hissed. "Take a mouthful, baby! Let's have some head before I do your ass!"

When she obediently opened her mouth, he pushed forward until his hot cockhead jabbed at the back of her throat. She could taste the mixture of his jism and her own cunt juice. Her nostrils were filled with the smell of his juice-covered cock and balls. He used his hand to lift his hairy ball-bag against her chin. Pulling back now, he began fucking her mouth with an easy rhythm.

"You get it in all three holes today, Monica!" he laughed. "Cunthole, mouthhole and asshole!"

Their eyes met as he continued fucking her face. She trembled with lust. She was a cock-crazy slut, a shameless wanton nympho bitch!

He finally pulled his cock out of her mouth and told her to roll over. "On your knees," he said. "Spread them open and show me that little cherry asshole!"

In a mindless daze, she rolled over to kneel on the blanket with her head down and her ass in the air.

He crouched behind her and ran his hands over the full white cheeks of her ass. Now that she had seen those pictures, she knew what she looked like to him in this position.

"Beautiful!" he hissed. "What a gorgeous fucking ass!"

He slipped a hand underneath to finger her drooping cuntlips and rub her quivering clit. Then he dragged his fingers up to the ring of her asshole and rubbed her juices into the rim.

"Just keep relaxed, Monica. When I tell you to open up, push out like you're taking a shit."

She was embarrassed. She cringed at the thought that she might shit on his cock. How awful that would be!

Her knees trembled now as she felt his fat cockhead pressing against her tight asshole. She tried very hard to relax.

"Push out!" Clyde hissed. "Come on, baby, open it up!"

With a soft moan she pushed out to open the ring of her brownie to his demanding cockhead.

"Oh, God, please be careful!"

He pushed forward. She felt the pressure of his knob and then suddenly his spongy cockhead popped inside her shitter.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, it hurts! Oh, God, please take it out!"

Instead of pulling out, he pushed forward to drive his cockhead inside her shit-tube. She felt the stretching. There was a deep pain that slowly subsided, then a sharper pain at the very rim of her asshole. He remained motionless and finally the pain lessened and gradually disappeared. What was left was the most incredibly delicious feeling she had ever experienced.

"Oh, my God!" she moaned.

His cock buried deep inside her ass, he leaned over her back to grab her hanging tits.

"How do you like it, Monica? How does it feel?"

"Don't talk, just fuck me!" she gasped.

Pinching her nipples, he chuckled and began slowly pumping his cock in and out of her shithole. She now discovered that her pleasure increased when he was moving. It was the outstroke that was the best. The pleasure it brought was enough to make her croon with delight.

"Oh, God, yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Oh, sweet Jesus in heaven!"

His cock felt bigger inside her ass than it ever had inside her cunt. She could feel all of his fuck-pole, every hot inch of it. Each thrust of his cock-meat into her shit-tube brought his balls slapping against her swollen cuntlips.

She pictured what her poor little asshole must look like, stretched as it was by his thick cockshaft. Her cherry was no more. She had given her ass to an eighteen-year-old boy!

"Christ, you're tight!" Clyde groaned. "You're ass is a fucking dream, Monica! So damn hot and tight!"

It thrilled her that she pleased him. She was enjoying herself now. Any fears that she'd had about getting hurt were gone. There was only the good feeling, the delicious stretching of her shithole by a rampant cock. She tried squeezing her ass muscles to milk him and when he groaned she knew she had succeeded. It was lovely! There was nothing in the world more beautiful than a hot cock inside her ass!

His cock still pistoning in and out of her stretched shitter, he now slipped his hand between her legs to drive two fingers inside her cunthole. The penetration was unexpected and when she realized what had happened she cried out.

"Oh, yes! Fingerfuck me! Fuck my pussy, too! Oh, Christ, yes!"

She had triple stimulation now--a cock in her ass, fingers in her cunt and his knuckles massaging her throbbing clit. There was nothing in her experience to compare with this. She was totally overwhelmed by the incredible sensations washing up from her crotch. Snorting and mewling, her lips drooling saliva, she rocked her body back and forth on his cock and urged him on.

"Screw me in the ass! Oh, Jesus, I'm dying! Fuck me harder!"

His cock was ramrodding her ass now, pistoning in and out without letup. She bucked her ass back at him, rhythmically clenching her asshole around the hard shaft of his fuck-pole, her throat warbling, her head shaking from side to side, her tits swinging from her chest.

"Oh, God, I love it!" she moaned.

The intensity of the fuck was enough to blow her mind. She was no longer aware that he was in her ass. The two holes in her crotch had merged into one and she was being reamed by a cock that felt like a watermelon.

"I'm coming!" she rasped. "Fuck me! Don't stop fucking me! Oooohhh! Oooohhh! Oooohhh! Oh, Jesus Christ! Oh, God in heaven, I'm coming!"

As her asshole began contracting in the heat of her orgasm, Clyde reached the point of no return and began shooting his load into the dark channel of her shitter. The sudden liquid feeling in her bung drove her wild. Opening her mouth, she let her tongue hang out in order to breathe. She rode with him until he finished draining his balls and then she fell over onto the blanket in an exhausted heap.

His cock remained inside her ass until he went limp. She winced when he finally pulled out, when his cockhead momentarily stretched the ring of her asshole as it popped out. Closing her eyes, she smiled as she tightened the ring of her now-empty asshole.