It was late afternoon the next day when Rita was working in the kitchen, preparing two snacks.
So far, her plan had worked. Tommy's sexual cravings were satisfied. She had satisfied Mitzi, as well. As long as she could keep the two apart, the little bitch couldn't get her hooks into her son.
As far as she could tell, Tommy was completely satisfied with her. So was Mitzi. There was a price, though. Rita pressed a hand against her sore cunt. She could still fuck like a teenager, but she couldn't bounce back from hard use as fast.
She took the tray with two sandwiches and two glasses of milk into Tommy's bedroom, where he was studying with his friend, Bill Morrison.
"You guys ready for a break yet?" she asked.
"Hey, that's nice or you, Mrs. Baylor," Bill said.
"Thanks, Mom," Tommy said, pushing back from the desk.
"How's the cramming coming along?" Rita asked.
"Well, Mrs. Baylor…" Bill said…
"Rita," she interrupted. "Just call me Rita."
"Okay, Rita. Like I was saying, I think Tommy's ready for the exam. But I need to bone up a little more."
Rita glanced at her wristwatch. "Say Tommy, aren't you late for basketball practice?"
"Gee, I forgot," Tommy said, swallowing the last of his sandwich. "Look, Mom, is it okay if Bill stays a little while to look at my notes?"
"Sure. I might even fix him another sandwich. Have a good practice."
When her son had left, Rita took longer than necessary to clean up the crumbs from their sandwiches while she sized Bill up.
He was a good-looking guy, all right. Maybe she could steer him into going after Mitzi. If he could keep the little bitch satisfied, then Rita could devote full time to taking care of Tommy.
"You must have a busy schedule, Bill," she said. "Keeping up with your studies."
"Oh, it's busy at times, all right," he said.
"Ever take time out for girls?"
"Not much. I guess there's time, but I'm just not much with girls."
"Why not? There are lots of nice girls around here. For instance, there's Mitzi… Mitzi… what's her name?"
"You must mean Mitzi Johnson. Yeah, I know her. I guess she's nice enough, but I just don't know how to get started."
"Oh, that's simple enough, Bill. You just ask her to go out to the drive-in or something. All you have to do is be yourself."
"Well, I don't know."
"Look, I've fixed some coffee. Let's have it in the living room while we talk."
The drapes were drawn and the lighting dim in the living room. Bill sat on the couch, his arms out on the backrest. Rita poured the two cups full, set them on saucers on the cocktail table, and sat down beside him.
She scooted over so her hip was against his.
"Now, Mitzi's a nice girl and she's friendly. All you have to do is put your arm around her, like this." Rita took his outstretched arm and put it around her while she nestled her head on his shoulder. "Then, if you turn your head and kiss her, she'll respond."
When Bill turned his head, Rita was on him with her lips parted. His arm went down around her waist. She twisted around on the couch with her tits against him.
Bill drew away and sucked in his breath.
"My gosh, Rita. You're nice!"
"So are you, Bill. You're really nice."
She put her lips against his and pushed her tits harder against him. Her skirt was riding halfway up on her thighs, and she worked her legs back and forth, bringing the hem even higher.
His hand was on her lap. She took his wrist and guided his hand up inside her skirt. When he touched her crotch, she rolled her ass up, sliding her panty-clad cunt up against his fingers.
He worked his hand inside the waistband of her panties while she spread her legs as wide as her hiked-up skirt would allow.
Bill slipped a finger into her cunt-gash and probed inward. A rough nail scratched the tender flesh of her inner cunt-folds and she winced.
His fingertip parted her inner cunt-flesh, making little ripples of warmth tingle through her pussy.
"Oh, Bill! That's so nice. Give me some more."
He thrust his finger in, making her jerk her hips when the rough nail scraped in deep.
She had his fly open, and her hand was inside his shorts, holding his hard cock.
"Oh, I like that, Bill. I like your finger, but I'd rather have this in me," she said as she squeezed his cock.
He fumbled at the zipper on the side of her skirt.
"That's it, Bill. Undress me. Take everything off but my stockings."
He got to his feet, and she swung her legs up on the couch, holding her ass up while he pulled her skirt down. He drew the garment down off her legs and turned to her blouse. While he pulled the buttons loose on the front, he bent close, and she grabbed his head and drew his face against hers, thrusting her tongue in his mouth. He got her blouse peeled off her shoulders and slipped it down off her arms.
When he jerked his mouth away from hers, he sucked in his breath. Then he grabbed her bra in the front and straightened the hook with one hard tug and ripped the straps off, letting her tits spring free.
"I'm sorry, Rita," he said, holding the ruined garment. "I didn't mean to rip it off."
"It's okay, Bill," she said, her breath coming fast. "Don't forget my panties."
He grabbed the waistband with both hands and peeled her panties down, leaving her in stockings, garters, and high-heeled shoes.
She sprang up and opened his shirt.
"Now it's my turn," she said.
She peeled his shirt down off his shoulders and pulled the sleeves free of his arms. Then she stripped him naked quickly.
"Christ, Rita!" Bill said, still breathing hard. "What do I do next – with Mitzi?"
Rita had to smile. If he only knew how easy it was.
"Well, if you're in the drive-in, it's a little cramped in the car. What kind of car do you have?"
He looked away. "You won't believe this. It's a thirty-six La Salle."
Rita believed it, all right. Just like her first date.
"Really!" she said. "The kind that has leather loops to hold onto in the back?"
"Yeah. I didn't know anyone else had even seen one."
"Wait here."
Rita went to Tommy's bedroom and came back with two of his old neckties. The couch was as long as the back seat of that old car, and it had a raised armrest at each end. She tied a necktie loosely in a loop through each armrest.
"You've got it made, Bill," she said, sitting in the middle of the couch. "Just put her feet through those two loops. Here, spread my legs out and put my feet through these ties."
Bill threaded one of her feet through the cloth loop at one end of the couch. While he bent the other leg out, he couldn't take his eyes from her spreading cunt. Her legs were barely long enough to reach the ends of the couch. Once her feet were through the loops, she was held captive, her legs split straight out, her pussy spread wide.
"God, but you're nice," he said.
"You're not bad, yourself," she said. "Now, all you have to do is do what comes naturally."
He leaned down between her legs and held the soft flesh of her hips. As he half-crouched in position, his cock came down close to her cunt. His prick wasn't as big as Tommy's, but it was plenty stiff and looked hard as a piece of steel as the cock-head went into her spread pussy-slot.
Her fuck-hole, already partly open, tingled with warmth as the cock-head pushed against it, spreading it farther. A painful jolt went through her cunt and passed, and his cock fucked into her pussy.
Rita braced her shoulders against the back of the couch, arching her back, thrusting her belly out, as he fucked into her cunt. The tingling warmth traveled deep in her cunt as he fucked her balls-deep. Then he drew back until the prick-head tugged at her stretched cunt-hole, making her gasp.
She grabbed his shoulders, "Just don't pull back any farther than that. Oh, I like your cock inside me. Give it to me!"
He fucked back into her, driving his groin against her cunt-mound, and then drew back.
Again and again, he fucked his prick full length into her, sending nice waves of tingling warmth through her cunt.
Then she rolled her ass out and sucked in her belly, just as he started another thrust. The head of his cock drove against her clit.
"Oh!"
The sensation made her jerk all over. Quickly, she thrust her belly out, and the next stroke of his cock went deeper in her cunt.
Now she worked her belly in and out, rocking the position of her cunt. She took one stroke on her clit, the next deep in her fuck-hole.
Then his cock-strokes turned harder and harder. She took each one full length in her cunt as his groin pounded against her pussy-mound. He poised, then rammed his cock home.
"Uhhhh!" Holding her hips, he quivered against her.
Then his cum-load shot deep in her cunt, pumping over and over. His breath was hot in her ear as she held the side of her face against his.
When his cum stopped spurting, he pulled his softening cock out, and she smiled at him.
"Now, get me out of this harness, and I'll do something for you," she said.
It was a relief to put her legs together again. While she worked her hip joints, she thought of the action yet to come. The first time she ever gave head, it was in a car, and it was a lot of trouble. She had started by just getting down between the guy's legs and taking his cock in her mouth. When his prick turned really hard, though, it curved up against her throat and made her gag. She had found only one position that worked, and she might as well show Bill now.
"You'd better take a blanket along to cover Mitzi's ass or she'll have to show it off to everyone around you. Lie down here, and let me take over."
With Bill in position, Rita shoved a knee between his shoulder and the back of the couch. She put the other foot on the floor. Now, holding her ass up over him, she bent down to his limp cock.
She ran her tongue out and touched the head of his prick. It was slightly salty. She licked all over the cock-head, smearing her saliva evenly, making it slick.
Satisfied, she opened her mouth wide and put it over the prick-head. Soft as his cock still was, her lips easily fit over the cock-shaft.
Soon his cock had swelled back as big as it was when he fucked her. It wasn't hard enough to thrust through the lips of her cunt, but it was still rigid enough to go back in her throat.
His big balls were way below her eyes, but she had taken a bigger cock than his… her Tommy's. She closed her eyes and nodded her head down.
While her lips worked the big prick-shaft, the cock-head filled her throat. She kept on nodding and the cock-head slipped deeper and deeper back into her tight throat, until her nose touched warm flesh and she opened her eyes.
His balls were huge under her nose. Her chin rested on dark crotch-hair. She had the whole cock in her mouth and her throat.
She slipped her lips up the cock-shaft and breathed in through her nose, then thrust her mouth back down to his groin. Up and down, faster and faster, she ran her lips the length of his prick-shaft. His cock turned hard in her throat, and his hips bucked up to meet her bobbing head.
While she worked on his cock, his hands gripped her hips, then they slipped into the hollows of her waist, and under his chest to cup her hard tits. He squeezed and kneaded the tit-flesh.
He was groaning and writhing his hips, under her mouth. It wouldn't be long before he would shoot off. She guessed he would come after a few more strokes with her lips.
On the first stroke, she slipped her lips down his prick to touch her nose against his balls and then brought her mouth back up to let his cock-head tug at her lips.
The second stroke, she ran her lips down a little faster, buried her chin in his groin-hair, swallowed against the cock-head in her throat, and ran her mouth back up, drawing in a quick breath through her nose.
On the third stroke, she poised for a moment, then zipped her lips down the length of his prick-shaft, letting his cock-head fuck deep into her throat. She swallowed hard against the cock-head while he grunted and shoved his hips up against her. Then she jerked her head up and her lips zipped back up to the bulge of his cock-head, and she breathed several times through her nose.
She poised for the fourth stroke, then whipped her head down to slam her chin in his groin. Clutching his hips in her arms, she swallowed hard… again… again.
His cum spurted hard, way back in her throat while he squeezed her tits hard. She kept her nose against his balls and swallowed hard while his cum pumped over and over.
When his cum stopped, he loosened his grip on her tits. After slipping her lips up the slimy shaft, she drew her head up and pulled her lips free of his cock-head.
Rita turned on the couch and lay down on her side against him, waiting for his breathing to slow. After a while, his breathing did slow.
"Rita," he said, "you are something else. Are all girls like you?"
"No-o-o, I don't think so," she said. "But that's just one opinion."
"You were so nice. I'd like to do something for you."
"Well, maybe we can do something for each other. Let's try sixty-nine."
"What should I do?"
"Just stay where you are… and try to find my clit."
Rita turned around on the couch and lay on her side. Offering her stocking-clad thigh for a pillow, she helped him pull one leg out as well and rested her head on his thigh. His soft cock was against her lips.
She held his limp prick in her hand and licked the tip of her tongue out at the prick-head. There was salty cum in the piss-slit, and she licked it away, spreading her saliva. She bent toward him and put his whole cock in her mouth, with her nose against his balls.
He jerked his loins a little each time she licked the end. Soon the boy's shrunken prick filled her mouth as it expanded. Swallowing hard, she pulled the cock-head back in her throat, and her mouth rested in his groin-hair.
She worked her mouth in and out, faster and faster, pausing only for a gasping breath each time the cock-head came to her lips.
As she sucked on his cock, it grew larger and larger, harder and harder, just barely fitting in her throat.
Then his hand grabbed her thighs, bringing it up over her shoulder, spreading her cunt. His tongue pushed hotly against her cunt-lips, stretching the warm flesh, forcing the tender pussy-lips to part.
She jerked when he touched her clit… too hard. He lapped his tongue over her clit each time she ran her lips the length of his cock. With each tongue-stroke, her clit flashed for an instant while she jerked her cunt against his face.
They writhed and jerked together, faster and faster, harder and harder. He gripped the soft flesh of her hips and pulled her hard against him, her pussy now squashed against his mouth. His tongue reached way in and lapped the length of her pussy-slit.
He lapped her faster than she was stroking her lips on his cock, faster and harder. She gasped each time she drew her lips back, and tried to go down on him faster. Try as she would, she couldn't keep up with his tongue. It drove back inside her deeper and faster.
The flashes of heat in her clit started building, making her cunt hotter.
While she surged toward orgasm, his hips bucked against her face, slower each time. His groin still hit her chin hard, but his movements turned slower and slower. Then his groin pounded into her face and he went rigid as he shot off into her throat.
She swallowed each spurt of his creamy cum.
While she swallowed his cum, her clit got hotter and hotter from his tongue-strokes. Her hips jerked against his face. Then, as though he knew what he was doing, his tongue strokes turned rougher.
She poised for a moment, then slammed her cunt to his face and quivered against him as her cunt-cum let go. He kept his mouth on her pussy, receiving her cum that pumped out each time she quivered against him.
Then all motion ceased. He held his tongue inside her cunt-gash, resting on her clit. She kept her mouth at his hairy groin, the head of his cock inside her throat.
She needed air, and she drew her mouth back off his limp cock. He withdrew his tongue as well and just lay with his face against her cunt, his hands gripping her hips.
Rita was glad he didn't try to talk to her. Her energy was drained to nothing. She kept an arm over his hip and rested her head on his thigh, her cheek against his limp prick.
After a time, he stirred. She tested her legs and found some strength. They got untangled from each other and sat up.
"Well, Bill," she said, "is that enough lessons?"
"You bet," he said, pulling on his shorts. "I'll call Mitzi and try to make a date. I just hope it goes as well as it did with you."
"Just be yourself. And Bill… be gentle with her. Mitzi's a nice girl. I mean that."
When Bill had left, Rita fingered her cunt. It was sore… probably not so much from Bill's rough nail as from holding that damned dildo for Mitzi. Well, if Bill was successful with the girl, she wouldn't have to fuck around with her anymore. That would be worth all the wear and tear the boy had given her.