Chapter 7
"Christie says she likes you," Ingrid said to Justin.
The boy had come over to the back of the Paulsen house to talk while she was stretched out on a lounger with a magazine and a drink. Ingrid thought he was cute. She knew Christie had been seeing a lot of the Brewster boy and she understood why.
"She's nice," Justin said.
"Well, I'll tell her that."
"You don't have to, she already knows how I feel about her. Anyway, you're nice too."
His eyes were on her body and Ingrid felt a sudden quivering inside. It was a hot afternoon and she was wearing only a skimpy bikini. Justin himself was wearing no more than a pair of running shorts.
His eyes were bold. He looked directly at her tits and the joining of her thighs and he made no attempt to hide where he was looking.
"You're beautiful, Mrs. Paulsen."
Ingrid blushed. "You shouldn't say that."
"Why not?"
"That's flirting."
Justin snickered. "All right, then I'm flirting."
Then she suddenly noticed that he had a hard-on and her pulse raced. The stiffness of his cock in his shorts was so obvious. She was mesmerized by the bulge in the front of his running shorts, and when he suddenly leaned over and kissed her mouth she was unable to do anything to stop it.
"Oh Justin, you shouldn't. . . "
He said nothing and kissed her again. In a moment her lips opened to his tongue. Then she! pushed him away and pulled back.
"I'm going inside," she said.
He followed her. She was flustered as she pulled the patio door open and entered the living room. Justin entered the room with her and closed the door behind him.
Ingrid was suddenly afraid of what might happen. She was alone with him. Eric was at work and Christie with some friends downtown. She was all alone with Justin Brewster and she was afraid she would give in to her wickedness again. She'd been so wicked lately. All those hot times with Roy and at other times with Helen. And now here was Justin and it was obvious what he wanted from her.
She had no more time to think. Justin came up behind her, made her turn and kissed her again. She tried holding back a moment, but then she melted. She kissed him back.
"Justin, it's wrong."
"You turn me on."
"It's wrong, Justin!"
"Let me go down on you."
A shudder went through her. "You don't mean that!"
"I'm good. Try me and you'll see how good I am."
She was overwhelmed by him. She let him lead her to a seat on the sofa. He made her sit down and then he knelt at her feet and quickly untied the bottom of her bikini. She felt as though she were in a trance as the boy raised her knees and spread her thighs to look at her cunt.
"Oh God, Justin, where did you learn all this, you're so young."
He grinned at her. "I'm old enough."
Then his mouth was on her, his lips and tongue sucking and licking her blonde cunt. She moaned and spread her thighs further apart. She ran her hands through his hair and pulled his face more firmly against her wet gash.
He was an expert. It took her only a moment to realize he was no novice at sucking a pussy. That made her feel a little better. At least she wouldn't be responsible for corrupting him. She told herself he was just a boy who took after his father. Roy was so good at everything when it came to sucking and fucking. Now she wondered if Justin was like Roy in other ways too.
"You're a terrible woman, Ingrid thought.
But in a moment her attention returned to Justin's skillful tongue. She kept her knees pulled back with her hands. She watched his tongue as he boldly licked her gash with long up and down strokes. She was flowing heavily now and she could see the white juice gathered on his upper lip. He pulled back a moment to look at her cunt again and she blushed at the hot interest in his eyes.
"Nice pussy," he said.
Ingrid groaned. "Suck my clit and make me come."
He quickly clamped his lips over her stiff clit and sucked it until he brought her off.
When she stopped shuddering, he moved his mouth down and sucked the juices out of her cunthole.
"Oh Justin." She came again. She was astonished because his technique was so perfect.
After that he rose up and dropped his shorts. His hard cock bobbed around as he stepped out of his shorts and tossed them away. Ingrid was turned on by the boy's hard cock and swollen balls. She leaned forward and handled his prick. She curled her fingers under his nuts and felt their weight.
"It's terrible of us to do this."
He grinned down at her. "Did you like the way I sucked your pussy?"
"I loved it."
He made her lie down on the sofa on her back and then he climbed between her legs and draped them over his young shoulders. She watched the boy's stiff prick as he pushed it inside her cunthole. His cock was so hard, so pink and stiff with his excitement. She loved getting fucked by a prick when it was so stiff like this one.
He buried his cock in her cunt and started fucking her. Oh yes, he was good. He fucked hard, his cock slamming inside her pussy and his balls slapping against her ass. She closed her eyes and moaned as the boy continued thrusting his hard prick in her cunt.
I can't be blamed for it, she thought. How could any woman blame her for doing this? It was just something that happened. She was waiting for him to come now. She wanted the jism out of those swollen balls. She slid a hand down between them and managed to get her fingers in contact with his swinging nuts. Then he cried out and started coming and she grabbed hold of his balls and squeezed them as the jism shot out of his thrusting prick.
It was perfect. He kept thrusting while he came and she could feel his balls jumping as he dumped his load in her pussy.
When he pulled his cock out of her cunt, he rose up and smiled at her. "Can I call you Ingrid now?"
"You're teasing me."
"No I'm not."
"Of course you can call me Ingrid. But only when we're alone. We can't let anyone find out about this."
"Don't worry about me."
"Mmmmm, look at you, you're still hard!"
She sat up and leaned forward to close her mouth over the head of his wet cock. The taste of Jism and cunt juice was delicious. He grunted and started fucking her mouth. She kept her head still and let him slide his cock in and out of her ovalled lips. She quivered as she felt his balls slapping against her chin. She touched his nuts. Then she slid her hand between his legs and brought her fingers up to his asscrack.
He muttered something and moved his legs apart as she ran her fingers up and down the crack of his ass. She tickled his asshole. He was too dry. She dropped her hand down to her cunt to get her finger wet. She brought the hand up again, found his asshole and slowly pushed her middle finger inside to the first joint.
He groaned and started coming. It was lovely for her. She held her head still while he pumped his load down her throat. She kept the finger working in his ass, and then at the end she pulled the finger out and kissed the tip of his prick. "Empty now?"
He chuckled. "Did I really shoot off again??"
"Of course you did." Once in her pussy and once in her mouth. It's heaven! she thought.
"Eric, darling, what a delicious prick!"
Helen smiled at him as she held his cock in her hand. They'd just arrived at the motel room and now they had a stolen hour or two away from their famines. They were still dressed, but she had his fly open and his cock in her hand and her fingers slowly working his foreskin back and forth over his pink knob.
She loved being with him like this, sneaking him away from Ingrid. Of course he knew nothing about what she'd been doing with Ingrid, how she'd been amusing herself with his wife. Eric was so naive sometimes. Helen was certain he believed Ingrid never looked at another man. Well, she did, of course. She looked at Roy and she looked at Justin. Helen knew all about her son's affair with Eric's wife.
She'd been having so much fun with Ingrid. The pretty blonde was a wild fuck once she got started. She liked pussy, all right. She seemed to adore sucking Helen's twat.
But what Helen wanted now was Eric. He was so infatuated with her. She had him wrapped around her little finger. She played with his cock now. Then she slipped her hand inside his open fly and scooped his balls out.
"Let it all hang out," she said.
Eric complained. "You're still dressed."
"Well, do something about it, darling. Put your hands on me and do something. Don't be bashful!"
She laughed and held onto his cock as he fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. Then her blouse was off and he fumbled again with the catch of her bra. Finally he had her tits free, his hands holding her boobs up and his fingers squeezing her nipples.
She leaned forward to make her tits hang. Eric grunted and bounced them around with his hands.
Helen pulled on his cock. "I'll get the rest of my clothes off myself.?"
"All right."
"Stay the way you are, darling. It turns me on to see you all dressed with your prick hanging out like that. Keep it hard for me, will you?"
He took hold of his cock and slowly stroked it as she began getting the rest of her clothes off. Watching him handle his prick was exciting. Seeing the lust in his eyes thrilled her.
She did a striptease for him, sliding her skirt off and stepping out of it, and then turning her back to him while she pulled her panties down. She wiggled her ass at him. "I'll leave the stockings on if you promise not to tear them."
His voice was thick. "I promise."
"You like it when I wear a garter belt, don't you, darling?"
"Yes."
Helen chuckled. Men were so easy when you knew what they wanted. She told him to undress after that, and then when he was naked she went to him and she made him suck her tits. He always liked doing that. She had him suck at her nipples awhile and then she stretched out on the bed and rolled her tits around with her hands. "Now you can kiss me again."
He climbed onto the bed and kissed her all over, her tits and her belly and her thighs. When she pulled her knees back to her tits, he immediately moved in to lap her pussy.
She held his head with her hands and pushed his face around in her wet cunt. He had told her more than once that her cunt turned him on because she was so dark and hairy, so different from blonde Ingrid. She urged him on, hissing and whispering at him to suck the juices out of her snatch. She kept looking down at his head, thrilled to see his face covered with her pussy-juice.
After awhile she pushed his face away and she rolled over on her belly. Eric started kissing her again, his lips trailing over her shoulders and back and down to the globes of her ass. He never needed much coaxing for this. She made sounds of pleasure to show him how much she liked it, how much she liked his wet kisses on her asscheeks, and then before long, he spread her asscheeks apart with his hands and he burrowed his mouth inside her asscrack.
She groaned and used her own hands to hold her ass open for him. He worked his wet tongue up and down her asscrack. He was very good once he got started.
"Don't stop," she said with a mewling sound of pleasure, and the next moment his lips closed over the puckered grommet of her asshole and he started the hot sucking of her ass that always made her crazy.
Lovely, she thought. Feeling his lips and tongue back there was almost enough to get her off.
"Do you want to, darling?" His voice cracked when he spoke. "In your ass?"
"Yes, I'd like it there. You might use some soap, I suppose."
She rose up on her knees while he went to the bathroom to get some soap on his cock. When he returned to the bed, she looked at him over her shoulder and smiled.
"You like doing it in my ass, don't you, baby?"
"Christ, you know I do!"
"You ought to get Ingrid to try it sometime."
"I don't think she'd go for it."
"You ought to try, darling. You can never tell about a woman, you know."
Helen suppressed a giggle. She knew very well how much Ingrid adored having her ass fucked.
"I'm going in," Eric said.
"All right, I'm ready!"
She reached underneath to tickle his balls. Then she groaned as she felt his knob pushing inside her asshole. She was never tired of it. Getting a hard cock up her ass was always the most thrilling thing for her.
She held still while Eric slowly worked his cock inside her ass. He was good at it now. She had taught him what she liked and he always made it good for her. He pushed all of his hard prick inside her ass and then he let it soak awhile.
"Oh that's good," she said.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes, darling, I'm ready! Fuck me now! Fuck my ass!"
He started banging her. His cock slid smoothly in and out of her ass, deep thrusting that brought his balls slapping against her cunt. She grabbed his nuts and groaned as he gave her a lovely hard assfuck.
Hard blonde prick in my ass, she thought. She loved it.
The pace picked up and she could tell he would come soon. She was ready now, ready to take his load up her ass. She rolled her hips around, churning her shit-tube on his sliding cock, her fingers holding his balls and squeezing them as he fucked her shitter.
Then at last he was there, his cock ramming in as it spurted. She felt the hot jism in her ass and she went off. He kept fucking his cock in and out and she rubbed her clit with her fingers and gave herself another one.
They rested awhile after that, and then she moved on top of him, straddled his chest and brought her cunt to his face. She pulled her cuntlips apart with her fingers and showed him her gash. "Hot and juicy for you, baby. I could use a good suck now."
She knew he liked to do it after they fucked and she always loved it. She squirmed around on his face until she had his chin digging in where she wanted it. She worked her cunt-gash against his mouth and used his nose to get some friction on her clit. She was amused because just the day before she had sat on Ingrid's face like this. How lovely it was to have her cunt sucked by both Ingrid and Eric.
When do we have the big party? she thought. She wondered how much longer it would be before they would all swing together.
She went off on his face. She pumped away as the climax hit her, and she stayed there with her pussy mashed against his face while he sucked the juices dribbling out of her cunthole.
Well, it's a toss-up, she thought. She couldn't decided which Paulsen gave better head.
I'll give them both a gold star, she thought.
She giggled as she mashed her cunt against Eric's face again.