Chapter 14
They both slipped into their clothes, and went back downstairs. Marta went immediately to the refrigerator and pulled out a cold tuna fish salad.
"You're going to like this," she assured him, "And I've got some orange juice, a small steak and ice cream."
"What are you trying to do?" Gregg smiled.
"Love you," she laughed, "After so much sex-we've got to stock up."
"You're doing that."
She turned on the stove, and got the griddle hot before she put the steak on to sizzle. "Why don't you begin on your salad, luv?" she smiled, "There's the orange juice, and I'll have your steak up in a minute."
The smell of the sizzling steak excited his taste buds. Steak where he came from was a rarity indeed. Now, it was like being in heaven-luscious sex, delicious food, this was the scrumptious life. Marta sat down at the table, and he could tell by the happy glow on her face how happy she was.
"I always wondered what it would be like to have a second son," she smiled, "it's better than I ever dreamed!"
"Do you get hot to trot with your other son?"
Marta put her knife and fork down, discontinuing cutting her steak, and then she looked up at Gregg.
"That, my love, is a different story-Earl is my own flesh and blood. I wouldn't want to have sex with him. With you-it's different."
"But I'm still a kid," he smiled.
"Yeah," she laughed, "but what a kid! Her hand went out to him, and he placed his over hers. "I don't like doing this to Lee, Mom-it isn't fair to my new Dad."
"Why bring him up?"
"Because he goes out and works-and we both eat off him. It just isn't fair-"
"I wouldn't worry about it," she said coolly, "Lee plays around a lot."
"Do you think so?"
"I know so. I've found rubbers in his pockets, women's phone numbers, and even lipstick on his shorts-nice, loyal Lee," she grimaced.
"The bastard," Gregg snapped, "Marta, if you were mine, I wouldn't cheat!"
"I know you wouldn't," she said, her eyes moistening, "You and I have got something wild going for us. It's like electricity, and when our bodies meet, sparks have to fly."
"You're not kidding. You know you just looking at me like that gives me a hard-on."
"Does it?" Marta asked excitedly, delighted at the thought she was such a turn-on for this young, sexy boy.
"Bet your ass, baby. Sometimes, when I look at you I even feel my joint juicing."
"Oh, baby-why does age have to separate us?"
"It doesn't as far as I'm concerned," fifteen-year-old Gregg said sincerely, as he looked into the eyes of his fresh, newly adopted mom.
"Let's go back upstairs," she suggested with a sly smile, "I'm ready-"
"So am I," he smiled.
"Give me a hand with these dishes, and we'll get them out of the way."
It didn't take Marta long to do the dishes, as she was motivated to have sex with her son.
Once they were put away in the cupboard, they went upstairs. Locking the door, she began undressing automatically, as did Gregg.
"Let's try different things this time," Gregg suggested, curious to find out every kind of sex position possible. She went over to the bed, and lay down, and he said, "I'd like to have you throw your legs up around my neck, and let me slide in from that angle."
And so, Marta threw her legs up at angles, as her young lover knelt. Soon, he had her legs on his shoulders, as he worked his penis into her slot from this kneeling position. Gregg loved the helpless expression on Marta's face, as she lay back, affording him a superb view of her generous-size breasts with their rosy-red nipples.
Now, that Gregg had himself sliding in and out of her vagina, she gripped it tightly, and he rammed it.
"Oh, baby, does that ever feel good-slide down on me, so I feel your chest-I want to look into your eyes when you drill me."
Immediately, he bent over farther, and her leg swept over his behind, her foot massaging it, as he drove himself in and out in hard, driving thrusts.
"Ohhh, baby, does that ever feel fantastic!" she whimpered, as she felt her own passion build to match his pitching penis.
"Fuck me," she begged, "Ahh-ohhhh, yes-harder, honey!"
She let her hands wander up and down his back, rising with the swell of his buttocks, massaging him, enjoying him.
"That's it," he grunted, "keep your ass in gear! Fuckjt, fuck me, baby!"
Panting, pushing, thrusting, he kept drilling her there. "Ohhhh-ahhhh-yes-yes-faster, fucker, faster," she begged for more. This excited him no end, as he delighted in his enthusiasm, vigorously gripping his buttocks, slipping her sliding finger up his anus.
He kept driving it up there until he almost climaxed. "Hey-I don't want it to go off yet-I want to try another way of screwing you," he insisted.
She slipped her finger out of his behind and he slid his penis out of her vagina, and suggested, "Let's try a chair!"
"A chair?"
"Sure, haven't you ever heard of chair-fucking?"
"No," she admitted frankly, "but I'm game for anything. Let's try using a chair."
It didn't take long for the action to commence. Gregg sat in a chair, and Marta went over, and slid her vagina down over his penis. Her back was facing his chest, and it gave her a chance to feel the insertion at her clitoris in the most effective manner.
And Gregg discovered that in this position his hands were free to caress her belly, breasts or clitoris. Together they kept this up, as Gregg pushed his chest tighter to her back, and let his hands grip her hot breasts.
"I can really drive it in if you'll grab it with your cunt," he told her. "Yes, yes, that's it-like that!"
She felt the passion building, and she was turned-on all the way, as her vagina clasped his sliding tool, releasing its grip, and then suddenly gripping it again. "Ohhhh, baby, this is beautiful," Gregg panted, with pleasure, "I'm feeling it all the way to my toes."
"So am I," she smiled, "Keep it up lover! You're right-on! Fuck me!"
Roughly, he massaged her breasts, pinching the nipples passionately enjoying every moment of it.
"Yes-yes, like that," she panted in delight, letting her tightly-clasped vagina grip, twist, and turn as she sat on his legs.
"Ohhh-baby, I won't last long like this. You better try me at another angle-I want to really shoot it, and have you fuck it when I go off."
"Alright," she agreed. And then the two of them decided they should try something different. "Slide off me, honey," he insisted, "Okay?"
"Okay," she agreed, and she slid off him. Then, he suggested, "Let's do it standing up-how about it?"
"If you want to-"
"Yes, baby, yes-that's what I want," he smiled, and she stood up, facing him, but he told her, "I want to fuck you from behind-let's go Greek!"
So, she turned around, and he insisted, "Bend over-" She bent over, and he put his hands on her hips, as she put her hands on her knees to make it easier to stand in this position. Spitting into his hand, he applied his spit to the head of his huge penis. Then, he spit again, and used his own spit to make her anus easier to enter. Then, ever so slowly, he used one hand to grip her behind, the other to slide his tool up there. Slowly, slowly, the penis slipped up there.
"Fuck it," he said tightly, "That's it! Fuck!"
The hot tool thrust inside her anus, and she gripped it, squeezing it tightly, and he vigorously thrust it up there, driving himself in to the hilt, letting his balls jiggle playfully on her upturned behind.
"Ohhh, yes, yes," he stammered, "Now, we're riding! Fuck, me, Mama!"
When her newly adopted son called her 'Mama' in the middle of bugging her, she suddenly felt a twinge of guilt surface. He was a fifteen year old orphan, and she was a woman who'd had every kind of advantage. She shouldn't be doing things like this with him, yet she felt tempted, and his huge, hot penis had the power to propel her body into any position he asked for.
"Twist your tail!" he insisted, "That's it! Grab it! Fuck it-fuck it faster! Faster, baby, faster!"
She began enjoying it as it slid smoothly, evenly inside her anus, but there was one thing missing. She loved the feel of Gregg's hot, rough hands on her breasts.
"Play with my titties," she told him. Eager to please, young Gregg bent over, letting his chest press down on her back, as he reached around to clasp her breasts. His fingers pinched her nipples, and he panted, "Grind it, baby-grind your ass for me!"
Churning her behind, she let her buttocks grip his sliding tool, squeezing it tightly.
"Oh, yes, Mama," he cried as he passionately pinched her nipples, and rammed it to her. "Fuck me-fuck me, hot mama-fuck me," he begged her, as she accommodated by grasping, and grinding, in a well-paced twisting motion that produced electric-thrills up and down his spine.
She also enjoyed his fingers pinching her nipples. The surge of passion that swept through her made her move her behind, still faster-timing it to the ramming, hard-driving penis which kept sliding up there.
"You're a hell of a good ass-fucker," he gasped, enjoying every thrust more than the last one. "Oh, Wow! Keep it up, I'm riding my Mama! Fuck me, Mama, fuck me!"
Throwing all inhibitions overboard, Marta let herself go in a frenetic grinding action, delighting in the long, hard thrust of his penis.
"Ohhh, yes-yes," she panted, "Keep it up, baby, keep it up!"
"Fuck it! Fuck it!"
Now, his balls jiggled unmercifully, as he drove it in to the hilt, and kept repeatedly stabbing her anus with his huge, hard rod.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck it," he grunted, "Ohh-ahhhh-yes, baby, yes-fuck," and then he shot his gun off.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he cried excitedly, "Ohhhh-ahhhh, milk me, Mama-milk me! Yes, that's the way!"
Her ass-muscles did indeed milk him, as he drove himself inside her. "Ohhhh-ahhhhh, beautiful-beautiful," he gasped in frenzied delight, reaching down to slip a couple fingers in her vagina.
"Do me, do me," she begged passionately, as his fingers worked effectively inside her there.
"Keep it up! Ohhh, yess! Yes! Faster! Harder!"
Then, she gushed, and he felt it as his fingers went sticky with her love juices.
"Ahhhh-ohhhhh, yes, lover, yes-we're perfect together-perfect," she panted, thrilling to the fact her young, torrid lover had brought her to a shattering climax too.
Slipping his sticky fingers out of her, he slowly eased his still rock-hard cock out of her tight asshole. Then, he went to the bathroom, and washed off. She came in, and planted a kiss on his behind, while he washed his penis.
"You really love me, don't you?" he asked nervously, now wondering if this thing hadn't gone too far.
"Pardon me, but I do," she nodded, rising from kissing his firm, round white behind.
Then they both went to the bed and lay down. "There are so many things the two of us can do together," she smiled, "I just want to try them all!"
"Alright," Gregg smiled, "Do anything you want to-I'm game."
"Lie on your stomach sweetheart," she smiled, and Gregg accommodatingly rolled over on his stomach. Then, she went down to his buttocks, straddling him here with her breasts, pressing down on his behind.
"That feels great," he assured her, "Yes-I like that!" And as she brushed her breasts against his bottom, she discovered just how much he liked that.
"You're titties feel tremendous," He turned to tell her, enjoying the sight of her beautiful white breasts with their red nipples pushing down at him.
Pulling her body down, she started licking him there. Then, she buried her face between the cheeks of his buttocks, tongue jabbing his hot anus.
"I've got an idea of how I'd like to screw you," he told her quickly. "Get out of my ass, and let me show you how I'd like to do it."
She pulled off him, and he lay on his back. "Now what I'd like you doing is facing the other direction, and leaning forward, straddling me as you slide your cunt over my cock."
"Alright-if you say so-"
So, she straddled him, and he gripped her buttocks, as he helped her slide down over his huge penis.
"Yes, that's it-that's it," he smiled, as he slid himself smoothly into her tight, twisting vagina. She gripped the sheets in the intensity of her excitement.
"Ahhh-ohhhhh, ram it," she begged, "Sock it to me! Ohhh, yes-yes, I can feel it all the way to my toes. Give, baby, give!"
The giant-sizer stabbed her, and her vagina muscles gripped it tightly, as she vigorously gave his young, hot penis a wild workout.
Gregg let his hands pat her behind, pinching her excitedly. "Ohhh, baby-I like this," he informed her, as he pinched, massaged, played with her.
"I like your hands on me," she smiled, "You feel so good to me. You put so much into your fucks!"
Marta glanced in the mirror, and she was proud of herself that she was capable of producing such pleasure in this young stud. She fantasized about working in a whore house, wishing she could take on one young boy after another, servicing his sexual needs. She could see the penises-lined up, she could imagine how exciting it would be to lick the upturned, young behinds, and then the magic moment when they'd thrust their tool into her. She imagined how she'd twist her tail, gripping their sliding rods tightly, as she'd give them the fuck of their lives.
"Grab it!" Gregg cried, "That's it! Twist it, baby, twist it," he panted as he continued ramming it to her, enjoying every stimulating second of their sexual encounter.
Such sharp, erotic delight couldn't last for long, as this position had him on the keen edge of orgasm from the very first moment when he drove it up her.
"Now, baby, now!"
"Ohhh, yes, yes, Harder! Faster!" And then he exploded inside her gash, bathing her with the hot splash of his sperm.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, that's it, you fucker, finish me!"
Gripping his tool tightly in her vagina, she squeezed, milking the contents as he spurted, his repeater peter being turned on high, with the irresistible stimulation her body provided him.
Finally, he lay back, and she smoothly slid off his cum sticky penis, and she went to the bathroom a moment. When she was gone, a sudden desire to be a man seized him. He imagined how great it would be if the two of them could run off together, and he could forget high school.
As she came out of the bathroom, he smiled, "Come over here and sit down-"
"Alright," she nodded, sitting beside him on the edge of the bed. And then he looked into her eyes, and said, "How would you like to blow this scene? I mean zap it, and begin again!"
Gregg's wild proposal took her by surprise.
"What would we live on?"
"Love," he smiled.
"You can't spend love at a supermarket," she reminded him trying to be realistic about his frantic idea.
"We'd find a way. If you had some money in a bank account that we could tap, we could grab a plane for anywhere!"
Suddenly, the most exciting cities flashed before her; Miami and its warm sunny beaches, New Orleans with its enchanting French Quarter, New York City with all its never-ending wonders, Chicago-its beautiful Lake Michigan setting.
"What are you thinking about?" Gregg demanded, puzzled by the smile that lighted her face.
"I was just thinking of where we might go," she told him.
"You name it-I'll go with you-and just let him try and find us. I'm a man, and you're my woman."
Seizing her, the young teenager crushed his lips on hers. Whether it was an ego-trip she took because he asked her to run away with him, or whether it was because of the wild way he could sock it to her in the hay, she didn't know. But, this she did know-she wanted to get away.
"How would you like to go to Florida?" she asked him as her mind quit thinking dispassionately, and she thought only about how much fun she'd have.
"I'd love it," he said, "When do we go?"
"We'd better decide right away," she said, glancing at the clock. "It's about one now, and the banks close at three."
"You mean you'll do it?"
"Why not?"
He wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her passionately. Then, he smiled, "Baby, let me eat you-we still have time."
"Not much time," she told him.
But enthusiastic young Gregg was so eager to have one last more fling with her that he begged some more.
"Please-I'm a pussy eater from way back-let me eat your snatch!"
She straddled his chest, wadding up the pillow behind his head, so she could guide her vagina to his face. His tongue quickly lashed out, sweeping along her slit. Then, it suddenly stabbed her vagina.
"Ohhh, honey, you're so beautiful-eat me," she begged. Gregg stabbed her gash with his tongue, and whipped it around her clitoris, enjoying every part of her there.
Instinctively, he knew what tongue motions to make. He licked the walls of her vagina, and then whipped his tongue around her clitoris, finally nibbling.
"Play with my titties," she begged him, as she felt his tongue lashing inside her.
Gregg reached up and joyfully gripped her breasts, and he squeezed them dramatically, pinching the nipples, squeezing, and hurting her, while his tongue lashed away, ravishing her vagina.
"Ohhh, I-I'm alive! You're beautiful. I'm coming to life. It's all in your tongue! Tongue me, tongue me!"
Her frenzy produced his intimate excitement, and he spontaneously licked, bit, and flicked his tongue around inside her hot hole until she gushed.
"Ahhhh-ohhhhh-yes-yes," she panted, unable to stop the juices from flowing into his eagerly licking mouth. As he pulled off, releasing his grip on her breasts.
She lay down beside him, wrapping his arm around herself a moment, whispering, "Nobody-and I mean nobody ever loved me like you just did. That was something, baby-something I'll never forget!"
"You liked it, huh?"
"Um hmmmmmm," she purred, lying there, luxuriating in the afterglow of a furious fuck.
Finally, Gregg reminded her, "It's one thirty-we'd better get to the bank-okay!"
"Okay," she nodded, and then she said, "What should we pack?"
"The money-in our wallets," he said sternly, "If we take a lot of clothes we'll only get them suspicious-we can't do that."
"If you say so," she smiled.
"I love you," he laughed, and that startled her.
"Why-why are you laughing?"
"Because you turn me on so much-look-I'm hard again!"
"No-"
"Yes," he nodded, chuckling, "the cock that wouldn't go down, meets the mouth girl who will-"
"We-we can't have anymore sex if we're going to split this place," she insisted.
"Just a quickie blow-job," he insisted, "I-I've got to get my rocks off. With this prick sticking straight out, how could I board a plane?"
"Well, that's true," she said, as she went down to his crotch, and pressed her great-sized breasts against his penis, which fitted comfortably into her cleavage.
"This is what I call a sex sandwich," Marta laughed, "And your cock is the sausage, my tits the bread wrapping the sausage."
"My favorite sandwich," young Gregg smiled.
It didn't take her long to let her tongue slide along the underside of his penis, as she wanted to get his gun off as quickly as possible so she could get going to the bank. Finally, seizing his throbbing penis, she slipped her mouth down over the head of it, and sucked vigilantly.
"Ohh, yes, that's it, give me a good head-job," he panted, pressing with his hands down over her head. "Now! Ohh! Ahhh! Yes-yes, suck that cock!"
His pelvis thrust up, and she opened. Now, it was sliding swiftly down her throat. She could smell the sweet sweat of his loins, and she loved it.
"Ahhhh-ohhhhh-suck-suck-suck it," he demanded, and she pulled off it so her mouth could finish him off. He was so hot now, his hands went through her hair, as he rammed it to her.
"Suck! Suck! Suck it!"
That was all he could take. The hot sperm splashed down her throat, as she ate him. When it was over, she slipped off silently, her eyes glazed with lust and satisfaction at another feeding time.
"Alright," Gregg said huskily, "I guess we'd better split."
"I guess we'd better," she repeated after him as if hypnotized.
She got up, and slipped into her clothes, and hurried downstairs, but all the time she was thinking of what she'd be doing to her husband, her own son if she went on this wild rampage. Yet, she felt compelled to do what her young lover asked her to-at any price.
She put on her yellow suit, which always went well with her and Gregg was standing outside the bedroom door.
"Don't take forever," he complained, "Do you know what time it is?"
"I-I'm coming," she assured him, and then the two of them walked out the house together, and to her car. Getting in, she drove down to the bank.
She went to the bank teller, and presented the girl with her bankbook.
"I want to take it all out," she told the girl. "Close out my account."
"Certainly," the teller agreed, and then she went to take the large bills from the safe in the back of the bank. She slipped the money in her purse, and made a hasty exit.
But as she got out of the bank, she had second thoughts about going. She didn't want to go now, yet she didn't know how to get out of it.
"You got the money?" Gregg asked eagerly.
"Yes," she said softly, determined that she'd still try to talk him out of the idea.
"So, we're heading for Florida?"
"I guess so," she replied, as she tried to keep her mind on her driving so she wouldn't have an accident.
"Miami," he smiled, "that's the place I want to see. Gorgeous chicks in bikinis on the beaches-ohhh, wow!"
That did it. She could quickly see that it was his idea to step out and have a lot of fun with other women, and this bothered Marta. Perhaps, she was sealing her own fate as far as sex with her young stud was concerned. Now, she'd have to compete with all the women on beaches of sunny Miami-no thanks.
"Gregg," she said tensely, "We're doing the wrong thing!"
"Backing down, huh?" he said angrily.
"Gregg-we'll go someplace, but it has to be with your Dad. I can't run away from Lee."
"You love him?"
"I guess I do," she said, "but it's different than the way I feel toward you."
"You like my prick! I'm a young stud, and I can give you all the fucks you want, but I can't support you. That's really it, isn't it?"
"If you say so," she said tightly.
"Sure, I say so, and you don't deny it."
"What good would it do?"
"Alright, why don't you send me back to the state home? I think I'd like it better!"
"Oh, don't say that, Gregg. I do love you, but I'd only hurt you if I did this to you."
"What do you mean?"
"They'd find us and send you back, and make a spectacle of me at a terrible trial. It would ruin me-I'd want to die if they called me a molester."
When Gregg saw two tears roll down her cheeks, he relented, "Go back home-you're right, I'm wrong."
Reaching over to his leg, she patted him gently.
"I'm so glad you understand," she smiled up at him. "You really are a wonderful boy. I wish you were my son. I wish Lee was exciting in bed like you are."