As time passed and the, what might be called a 'love affair', blossomed between Melissa Staunton and the young Stephens on Bradley Gould, the older woman began to feel so young that at times the entire idea of being with so much younger a male, made her giddy.
Melissa found it difficult to keep her hands off his body. Constantly, she would find some kind of an acceptable excuse for touching him, literally "feeling him up," but most of all, seeing him nude or half naked.
Also as the days passed she was growing more and more in love, fascinated with his handsome cock, his magnificent balls, his toes, his fingers, his nose.
She especially loved his round little tight ass, his asshole, completely hairless. She could tongue it for hours if he had let her. She was constantly tickling it, goosing it is another word. Her finger seemed to be attracted to it as naturally as a nail is to a magnet.
When she got him used to her thumbing his asshole, Steve, would actually urge her to do it for him. He would kneel over her upturned face, his eyes riveted on her high heels or on her hairy cunt. Moving his naked buttocks over her face he could hardly wait to feel the tip of her searching tongue when he'd lower his ass.
As her tongue would wet his anus, he would get the most violent shivers. His cock would stiffen then lengthen. He'd jerk himself off as he moved slowly back and forth on her tongue.
Melissa also loved Steve's balls, the way they would dangle over her face. She would open her mouth very wide and then as he'd settle down on her face, his hanging balls would fill up her mouth.
Melissa would then chew on them. She would warble each teste with her tongue. When his entire sac shriveled up in her mouth, she would love the sensations to be had just waiting for his prick to go down so that his testicles would loosen and fill up her mouth.
Then, she'd reach around in front of him and jerk his cock until he was about ready to shoot off. When he was, she would suddenly zoom her thumb right up into his asshole, bringing a wild howl from his lips.
"Fuck my thumb, Steve. Fuck my thumb, my little darling," she would cry out, reaming her thumb all the way up inside his tight hot asshole, twisting it, wiggling it, drawing it almost all the way out, before plunging it back up again, driving Steve up the wall with lust.
When she felt like it, she would have Steve on his hands and knees. His ass would be high up in the air. His buttocks would be spread as wide open as she could get them positioning him so. Then Melissa would anoint his cute little asshole with either Vaseline or what he preferred, her pink lipstick.
Then, sometimes when his tight asshole was well lubricated and responsive, and it was very sensitive, his sphincter would try to suck in the lipstick, container and all.
She would then suck his ass as he wiggled it in her pretty face. Sometimes she would thumb his ass until he was going out of his mind, his cock unable to get hard, so great was the anal pressure.
When he'd be in a mean mood, and young boys do get that way from time to time, she would whip his ass with a wooden spatula, making his bottom cheeks all rosy red.
After each whipping, about twelve strokes with the flat spoon-like, wooden spatula on each smooth ass cheek, she would smooth it all off, leaving the sting to remain.
Melissa could lick his ass until he awakening in the morning, just wetting his buttocks with her saliva, sometimes slitting on it and rubbing it in. Steve liked this.
Sometimes when she was all gooey wet from his sucking her, or when Nellie got into the act, and both Nellie and Steve would suck her until she was panting and wanting a hard fuck, she would smooth her cunt juice all over is ass cheeks.
She'd sit quietly, masturbating, watching as Nellie licked his ass cheeks clean of her saliva.
Once she peed all over his back. This was an accident, but she would never forget it. Neither would Steve and neither would Nellie whom Steve was fucking up her ass at the time, the warm yellow urine puddling and then running over his flanks and down over Nellie's upraised legs.
Another time, alone with Steve, she was sucking his balls. He was standing up in front of her. She was down on her knees. She was fully dressed for the opera. He was naked. He refused to accompany her.
"Steve," she had begged. "You must understand that I cannot miss this performance of Aieda."
"Well, I can."
"Yes, my darling. I know. I realize that you are under no compulsion to go with me, but Steve…?"
"Yes?"
"Would you let me do something to you first?"
"Like what, Melissa?" Steve wanted to read.
"Well, I don't know how to put it, but… "
"C'mon, Melissa, get with it. You're all dressed. Maurice is waiting for you."
"I know, Steve," she sighed, her enthusiasm waning. She would have given anything not to have attended the opera, but she was committed.
"Steve…?"
"Yes, Melissa," he answered, looking up from the chair in which he was sitting.
"Would you stand up?"
"Oh, Melissa," he whined.
"Please, Baby?"
Nude, Steve stood up in front of her. Pushing her opera cloak to one side, pulling up her expensive gown about her knees, Melissa ran two fingers into her cunt.
At the same time she took Steve's penis into her hot mouth. She began to*suck on it slowly at first, then gradually, her lips wrapped around the lengthening shaft, she was riding up and down on it until the heat and the friction on his shaft became unbearable.
Although he tried unsuccessfully to push her away, she kept at it, squeezing his balls with her gloved fingers.
When she felt his prick throbbing in her mouth, she began chewing on the end of it and then it happened. She felt it lurch in her mouth. She sucked more eagerly and in seconds, she felt his balls shriveling and then his prick exploding, splattering her mouth with his scum.
She sucked every drop out of his cock, milking it dry, taking his prick out and holding it with her gloved fingers, milking it again, squeezing it until not a drop of scum remained.
With the thick rich taste of his semen in her mouth, on her tongue, behind her teeth, Melissa Staunton went to the opera. She didn't speak once to anyone all evening, but those who knew her commented to themselves that she probably had a terrible toothache because she kept licking the interior of her mouth… … as for the turnabout, that is, Steve's ministrations to Melissa, this was another story. As peoples' moods do, Melissa's would change; so would Steve's.
Not necessarily day by day, not that often, because both were rather evenly disposed individuals. But both could be affected by this, by that, the unpredictable and eccentric vagaries of daily life.
And should Steve be out of sorts, usually it was Melissa whose good mood cast away the darkness, the gloom that was annoying or irritating him.
On one instance when Nellie and Steve had been sucking and fucking and Melissa had been helping them out, as it's said, that is, sitting next to the couple on the bed, sucking on Nellie's sweating breasts as Steve fucked her in the mouth, or sucking on Steve's balls while he fucked Nellie's loveable behind, with each of his gentle plunges, Melissa's tongue curling around his darling prick, all slimy and gooey from Nellie's cunt honey, she felt so terrible an onrush of hot love and affection for the boy she could have killed him with her bare hands.
After he shot off his cock into Nellie's hot wet and very sticky asshole, Melissa took it tenderly into her mouth. She licked it clean, her soft eyes looking up at his face.
Steve's eyes were closed. The orgasm up into Nellie's hot asshole was one of the most enjoyable so far and Melissa recognized this.
She sucked him hard again and as Nellie, up on her hands and knees, waited, Melissa finger fucked her tight asshole and then licked it and filled it with her saliva before helping the tired little boy insert his prick back where it had just come from but half an hour earlier.
This time as he fucked Nellie's purring asshole, Melissa licked his prick each time he'd pull it out. She coated it with her saliva and then watched as it vanished back again up inside Nellie's bowels.
In another related incident, this happening when Melissa and Nellie and Steve went for a weekend on a sailing yacht, the owner, another wealthy American widow, a long time friend of Melissa Staunton's and also from Baltimore, Maryland, had a wild and much celebrated collection of oriental dildoes. Long a conversation piece at different Riviera cocktail parties, because this woman wore replicas of these phallic instruments around her neck on a golden chain, Steve became interested as well as Nellie.
Aboard the Noon Star, the sailing yacht, down in the owner's cabin, Melissa was alone with Steve and Nellie. She had one of Mrs. Armstrong's most favorite dildoes. This was a beautiful white, ivory slick instrument about six inches long. When it was strapped onto Nellie's waist and then arranged with white leather thongs to protrude naturally from her hairy groin, if you didn't look closely, and in the soft shadows in the vessel's cabin, Nellie looked very much like a boy from the waist down.
"Steve," Melissa said, "Nellie's going to fuck you up your sweet little ass." Melissa had a few drinks.
"I want it," cried Steve. "I want her to."
Nellie's eyes were beaming, gleaming in the soft light. Her young breasts were covered with oil and her natural sweat. It was very hot in the cabin. Melissa was also covered with shiny sweat.
Steve bent over a couch. Melissa sucked his asshole, tonguing it, dipping her tongue in, then her finger, one finger, two fingers, three, then four, then her thumb. As she thumb-fucked his asshole, she played with his balls and his prick, tickling and tantalizing his cock until it was very hard.
Going around in front of him, down on her hands and knees, she took has long white prick into her hot mouth.
At the same time Nellie, gripping his flanks, aimed the ivory white dildoe at his tight asshole. Pushing it in slowly as she had been told to, it suddenly slid in his asshole up to the hilt.
As it did and Nellie began punching it in and out frantically, Steve's cock exploded in Melissa's mouth. She sucked him dry, then spit all his scum mingled with her saliva back into his thirsting mouth, his parched lips sucking furiously on her scum-covered tongue.