Chapter 2
Joy lay next to her small pool, enjoying the end of the day, relaxing in the moonlight. Her reverie was broken by the sound of an argument going on in the yard next door. The high board fence kept her from seeing the verbal combatants, but she knew that one of them was her eighteen-year-old neighbor, Betty Williams.
Joy searched her mind, trying to identify the male voice. Then it came to her. It was Jimmy Adams, the boy Betty had been dating lately. They must have been sitting in the little arbor Betty's father had built next to the fence. Joy could hear their voices clearly. From what they were saying, she hoped Betty's parents couldn't hear them.
"No!" Betty said angrily. "I don't want you touch me there! It makes me feel funny. Those are bad feelings and my mother told me to avoid them. You have to stop!"
"Aw, Betty, I just want to touch them. You've let me do it before."
"I know, Jimmy, but I shouldn't have. I can't control myself when you do that. I'm afraid of what I might do."
That was the whole idea behind what Jimmy was trying to do. At eighteen, his libido was a little out of whack. Betty sometimes let him play with her tits and had even let him touch her pussy once. That was the time, he remembered with a blush, he had cum in his pants.
"Aw, gee, Betty, you let me play with them before. Why won't you do it now?" he said in a whiny voice.
"Because, Jimmy! Just because! I told you, I'm not sure I could stop. Every time you touch them, I get these funny feelings between my legs."
Joy knew why Jimmy wanted to touch the girl's breasts. They were big and firm, just what a horny young man, or even an older one, would go for.
Bigger than mine, Joy thought. They stand up and stick out all by themselves. The few times Betty has been over here to swim, she more than filled the skimpy bikini top she had on. If I were a man, I'd sure like to get my hands on them.
No, she didn't blame Jimmy for wanting to get his hands on those massive mounds-or for wanting to get in the girl's pants, either.
Joy remembered the boys she had dated at that age. They had all wanted to get in her pants. It had been a fight to keep their hands away from her and her tits weren't quite as big as Betty's. Not that her body was all that bad. Her ass was just fine. Well-rounded and plump, sticking out behind her no matter what she wore. Just like Betty's did.
Only one guy had gotten to her, though. And she had later married him. She cursed her bad luck that he had died at such an early age. He had been something else in bed. David was the only one who came close to being as good. Until she met him, the men she had dated wanted only to get between her legs and stuff her pussy.
Just as Jimmy was trying to do with Betty. Joy could imagine his hands, darting out and touching that lush body; darting and sliding around, trying to avoid the girl's defending hands as she attempted to resist him.
"Aw, come on, Betty," Jimmy pleaded. "Why are you wearing a damned bra anyway? You don't usually."
"Because, Jimmy, if you touch them when they're bare, I can't help myself."
"Well, if you won't let me touch them, at least let me look at them. I just want to see them. Take off your bra."
"No, Jimmy and I'm going to pull my blouse back down, too. I don't want you to do that."
"Then you touch me. Please! I need your hand on me." His voice sounded desperate.
Joy knew what he was asking the girl to touch. She could picture his young cock jutting out of his pants, standing tall in full erection, aching as only a young cock that was full of cum could ache.
She had succumbed to the same plea from her late husband the first time she had ever touched his naked dick. That capitulation had led to others, until she finally had his cock in her. She wondered if Betty could hold out; could keep from putting her hand on that proud member. If it sounded as though she was going to give in, Joy was going to sneak over to the fence and look over the top, hoping to watch. She had already decided that.
But Betty disappointed Jimmy and Joy.
"No, Jimmy," Betty said. "I'm not going to touch yours. Put it back in your pants. I'm going inside now. This is wrong."
Joy heard an exasperated sigh and then, a few moments later, heard the back door of the house close. Betty had evidently kept her word and had gone inside. Joy listened, trying to tell if Jimmy was still sitting by the fence.
"Damn!" Jimmy hissed out the word, sounding as if his world had ended.
Joy didn't think about what she was doing. She just did it. Rising from the chaise lounge, she went quickly to the fence and peered over. Perhaps she was hoping to catch Jimmy with his cock in his hand, doing for himself what Betty had refused to do for him. Or perhaps she just wanted to console him. Whatever her reason, she was at the fence before she gave her actions any conscious thought.
Jimmy was standing, looking at the fence, just zipping his pants. He looked up at Joy, a surprised expression on his face.
"Oh, hello, Mrs. O'Connor. How long ... uh ... what are you doing out here?"
Thinking quickly, Joy came up with an answer. "Oh, I just heard your voice and was wondering if something was wrong. Where's Betty?" She knew, but wanted to cover her intrusion. And to give the boy the idea she hadn't heard everything. "I just came out to use the pool and heard you say damn. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Betty went inside. Guess I'll be going, too."
"Would you like to come over and use the pool? Swimming is very good for stretching the muscles and getting rid of all those kinks."
She immediately realized the double meaning her words could have and hoped the boy hadn't caught it.
"Uh ... well, thanks, Mrs. O'Connor, but I don't have my suit with me."
He was standing back from the fence and couldn't see that Joy had on a bikini that barely covered the critical parts of her body. The sight of all that naked female flesh would have made his situation worse.
"Oh, that's all right, Jimmy. You can swim in your underwear. It's dark and there's no one else around."
It wasn't that dark. There was a full moon and one could see quite well after their eyes became adjusted. As his already were. Joy suddenly wanted this boy to come over the fence and take off his clothes. She wanted it desperately. She was trying to push aside the stirrings in her own groin, but wasn't succeeding.
"It's early yet and you don't have to go home right away."
Now she sounded just like Jimmy had earlier when he was trying to get his hands on Betty's breasts and when he was trying to get her to jack him off. Joy knew that's what he wanted. She also knew, far back in her mind, that she wanted to do that for him. She was shocked by the thought, but couldn't get rid of it.
"Well, all right. I guess I can swim for a little while. Maybe it will help."
Jimmy climbed over the fence, his agile young body making easy work of it. Walking to the tiled area around the pool, he stripped off his shirt and pants, tossed them onto a chair, and removed his shoes and socks.
Joy went back to her lounge, trying to keep her eyes off the muscular young body. There was a considerable bulge in the front of his tight jockey shorts. She wondered if his cock was still hard or if the young tool made such a bulge when it was soft.
Jimmy dove in and swam back and forth a few times, taking only a few powerful strokes to cover the length of the small pool. Then he turned over onto his back and floated.
Noiselessly, Joy slipped into the water at the shallow end and pulled a float in after her. She went to the boy's side, the float in front of her, held across the width.
"Here, Jimmy, why don't you use this? I've never hear of getting a moon tan, but you can relax lying on this."
She pushed the float against his body, making sure she got her hand between the edge of the float and his body. The touch of his flesh on the back of her hand thrilled her.
Jimmy thrashed around, trying to get on the float. Joy made sure she pushed her breasts into his body and got her hand on the bulge in his shorts while he was floundering around. He sucked his breath in sharply when her tits pressed into him and the bulge in his shorts got bigger when her hand landed on it. He finally got on the float, on his back.
Pretending she was making sure he was on the float properly, Joy put her hand on the inside of his thigh and tugged gently.
"Are you on there okay, Jimmy? You won't fall off, will you?" She moved her hand up, seeking contact with his balls.
Unconsciously, the boy opened his legs, allowing her to push her hand well up into his crotch. She rubbed the back of her hand over his hard nuts.
Smiling sweetly, she said, "Why don't you take these off?" She tugged at the top of his shorts with one hand. "They can get dry while you're swimming. So you can wear them home. Your mother might wonder what you've been doing if you go home with them wet." She continued to rub his balls, amazed at the bulge that was rising in his shorts.
"Oh ... uh ... that's all right, Mrs. O'Connor. She won't notice."
He was having a hard time keeping his voice under control. Her hand in his crotch was driving him crazy.
"Don't be bashful, Jimmy. I'm an old married woman. Or a widow, at least. You'll be more comfortable without them. You don't have anything I haven't seen, after all."
Grasping the top of his shorts with both hands, Joy started pulling them down over his hips. She was really excited now. She wanted to look at his strong young cock; wanted to hold it, feel it throb in her hand as she played with it.
"You're not much younger than the man I've been dating, you know, and he swims nude all the time."
Jimmy was ten years younger than David, but that little lie wouldn't hurt.
Jimmy raised his hips and let her pull his shorts off. She tossed them to the side of the pool, not caring that they were all balled up. They probably wouldn't get dry anytime soon. That, too, had been a little lie. Jimmy's cock sprang up, standing in almost full erection.
"Oh, my, look at that," Joy said in a whisper. "Are you excited, Jimmy? Do you often get like this?"
"I ... uh ... Betty...."
"You like Betty a lot, don't you? Does she excite you, make you like this?"
Of course she does, Joy! That's what's wrong with him now. She was just talking. Trying to keep his mind off the fact that he was lying there naked, his rampant rod fully exposed to her gaze.
"David gets like this, too."
"Do you ... does he...."
Jimmy's mind was awhirl with passion. He was trying desperately to keep his wits about him, but all feeling and thought seemed to be centered in the end of his cock. He was ashamed of the licentious thoughts invading his mind, but this woman, who was almost old enough to be his mother, was defeating him. She was doing what he had wanted Betty to do. The pressure in his balls was so intense he couldn't think straight.
Was is possible she was going to give him relief? It couldn't be! He was just a boy and she was fully grown, a mature, thirty-three year-old woman! But what a woman!
"Does he what, Jimmy? It's okay, you can ask me any question you want. I always try to be honest and straightforward."
"Does David ... do you and David...."
"Do we what, Jimmy? Go ahead, say it!"
If she could get him to utter the word, he would be ready for what she wanted to do next. She was usually very circumspect about her language, getting 'down and dirty' as she called it only with David, but she knew the boy would be putty in her hands if he would just finish his question.
"Do you help him cum when he's like this?"
There! He had asked it! Now she would lead him a little farther before she put her hand on his cock. God, it looked so good standing up there, all strong and proud! Even though she was standing ass deep in the water, she could feel the abundant moisture gathering in her snatch. How far could she go with this guy? How far could she get him to go? Would he ... no, that was unthinkable! She would just ... well, maybe he would....
"What are you asking me, Jimmy? What is it you want to know?"
"Do you ... do you ... play...."
"Play? What do you mean, Jimmy?"
"Do you play ... do you jack him off?"
"Oh, yes, Jimmy. It isn't nice to leave him in such bad shape, is it? But we do lots of other things, too."
"What ... what other ... uh ... things!"
"Oh, the usual things a man and woman do together. You know what I mean. You can use your imagination, can't you? Tell me what you can imagine!"
"Do you let him fuck you?" He blurted the words before he lost his nerve.
"Well, of course, Jimmy! But it isn't a matter of letting him fuck me. We do it together." She slid her hand to his prick, wrapped her fingers around it, and slowly pulled the foreskin back, watching the purple knob pop out. "Isn't that what a man and woman who get turned on by each other do?" She worked her hand up and down the stiff stalk, gradually tightening her grip.
Jimmy's hips came off the float and his breath hissed out of his mouth. He wanted to cum so badly he could almost taste it; would do so soon if she didn't stop what she was doing. But he didn't want her to stop. It felt too good. Yet he didn't want to cum immediately, either.
This woman was giving him a chance to show that he was a man and he didn't want to spoil it. He fought to keep the cum back. Just a little longer. He liked what she was doing, liked the feel of her hand on his cock.
"Does Betty let you fuck her, Jimmy? Does she let you put this beautiful cock in her nice little pussy?"
Joy's voice was crooning; coaxing him to reply. "No, she ... Oh, God, Mrs. O'Connor! Ohhhh.
"Does she ever do this, then?" Joy's mouth closed over the head of his cock, her tongue licking around the knob.
Joy knew the signs. Jimmy was about to cum. She squeezed the base of his cock tightly and removed her mouth. The longer she could make him wait, the better he would like it when he did ejaculate.
"It's all right, Jimmy. Just relax a little. We don't have to rush. Wouldn't you like to take my top off so you can play with my tits? My nipples are real hard. You can touch them if you want to."
Want to? He was dying to! Turning partly on his side, he got his hands behind her and fumbled with the catch of her top. He was all thumbs. Finally, he got the catch open and pulled the top away. His eyes almost popped out of his head when her tits tumbled out into his hands.
Her tits stood out firm and proud, the nipples like two big pencil erasers. She pushed her chest forward, inviting him to put his hands on her tits.
"I think they're a little smaller than Betty's, but I bet my nipples are bigger. Do you like them?" Her voice was still soft, crooning to him.
"Oh, God! They're beautiful!"
"Touch them, Jimmy! Put your hands on them! Play with them! Pull and pinch my nipples while I make you feel good. You can suck on them later."
Her words inflamed him beyond belief. There was going to be more later! She wasn't going to jack him off and then send him home.
"Oh, Mrs. O'Connor!"
His hands flew to her tits, covering them, cupping them, squeezing them. His fingers closed over her nipples and pulled hard.
"Not quite so hard, Jimmy. They're very tender. That's right. Do it that way. I like that."
Oh, joy of joys! He was doing something she liked! This beautiful, mature woman was giving her tits to him and he was doing what she liked!
"I like the feel of your cock in my mouth, too," she whispered. "I'm going to take it there now and suck you. And I want you to cum in my mouth. Okay?"
My God-this was beyond his wildest dreams.
Just a little while ago, he was thinking he would have to go home and jack off because Betty wouldn't do it for him. Why this woman was doing such wonderful things to him was a mystery, but he wasn't going to say no. She could suck him off if she wanted to. Or do anything else she wanted.
Joy stuck out her tongue and leaned into the bag of forbidden fruit between his outstretched legs. She lapped at the warm orbs of his balls, moving them this way and that with the strong pressure of her demanding tongue.
His cock stirred and throbbed in her hand as the warm blood pumped into it. It jerked a couple of times as she pulled the skin back again, baring the big head to the warm night air.
The more she licked his nuts with her wet tongue, the stiffer his prick got. And the greater the pressure in his groin grew. He didn't know how long he could hold out. And she hadn't even put her mouth on his cock yet!
"God, Mrs. O'Connor, I like it! I like it!"
She liked it, too. Being down between the legs of this inexperienced stud, licking his nuts. He would not be inexperienced when she got through with him!
She licked upward over the shag of hair growing at the root of his stem and began to stroke the underside of his hard meat. It was sort of like licking on a very hard length of sausage.
He groaned with hotter passion at what she was doing to him. By the time she had worked her way up to the thick bulb, a gob of pearly liquid was oozing from the eyelet in the glans.
She lapped at it hungrily and then began to suck for more. Her hand worked slowly up and down his shaft while she sucked.
Reaching for her tits again, he rolled her hard nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, milking them the way she was milking his cock with her mouth. He pulled at them until the cones were stiff and pointy, hard as pebbles.
Lifting her mouth from his prick, she said, "I want you to cum now. Cum hard and fill my mouth with your nice cream. You've waited long enough. You cum in my mouth and I'll swallow all of it."
Lowering her head again, she sucked the thick knob back down her throat. Cupping his balls in one hand, she rolled the hard orbs around gently while stroking his long, hard shaft with her other hand.
Seconds after she put her mouth back over his pecker, she felt the twitching and throbbing that signaled the beginnings of the boy's orgasm. Eagerly sucking and stroking his cock, she played with his nuts, urging him to fill her mouth with cum.
Jimmy was beyond any control over what his cock did. That hard organ, shoved down the woman's throat, was controlling him. He pulled hard at her nipples, thrust his hips up, and turned loose.
Sticky cum shot into the back of Joy's throat with such force it almost choked her. She had sucked several cocks in her life, but never one that came so ferociously. She gobbled and slurped, swallowing the copious load of hot male cream he fed to her. Stroking furiously with her hand, she sucked every drop of cum from the young man's thrusting prick, turning him into a mindless mass of flesh.
Jimmy held onto her tits and tried to ride the storm without losing his sense. Betty had jacked him once and he jacked off all the time, but he had never cum so hard in his life. He thought his entire being was being pulled right out the end of his stiff prick and swallowed as the woman's eager mouth worked on him.
At last, he had to push her head away. The end of his cock was so sensitive he couldn't stand another second of that sucking mouth.
Joy pulled away, smacked her lips, and planted a big wet kiss on his mouth.
"My, that was some load. You must have had that stored up for weeks. Has it been a long time since you came?" She kissed the end of his prick and looked into his face.
Jimmy smiled weakly. "No, I jacked off last night, but I've never cum that way. Not even the one time Betty jacked me off. I thought you were going to suck my insides out."
"Just call me old vacuum mouth. Joy to the world!"