The temperature rose into the low nineties around one that afternoon, and there was virtually no breeze at all to stir the still air. It became stuffy inside the two-story boarding house, but the weather outside was beautiful. Alice's work was done until four, when she would have to start preparing supper for her children and her remaining six boarders, all of whom were very understanding and sympathetic about the accident. She was alone in the house. Her kids were at school, and all her boarders worked during the day – with the exception of poor Mr. Denton, who was at Gordan's as a result of her careless driving.
Alice wanted to put Mr. Denton and her troubles out of her mind for a while. She knew it would do her good to get out in the sun. She thought of taking a long brisk walk, then decided against it. But she didn't want to waste this rare summer day. On an impulse she decided a short sun bath would do her a world of good, and she started toward hers and her daughter Kitty's room to put on her swimsuit.
There was no one in the house, and her back yard had a high, concrete block fence around it, so Alice felt relatively safe from prying eyes as she emerged from her back door. Clad in her rather skimpy two-piece bathing suit and carrying a blanket under her arm, she walked gingerly on the tender soles of her bare feet out to the center of the back yard. The weather was ideal for sunbathing. She was already out here in her swimsuit, and the warm sun felt lovely on her smooth, tan akin. She shrugged off the fear of appearing ridiculous – no one would see her anyway – and smoothed out her blanket before she lay down on her stomach with her head cradled in her upraised arms.
"Mmm," she sighed aloud. "Oh, this is nice, whether it would appear that I'm not concerned about Mr. Denton or not."
She began to perspire. It felt good. She stretched, and pressed her loins against the coolness of the good earth filtering up through her blanket. Alice was thinking of John Stanley now, and the pressure against her clefted mound sent a surprisingly pleasant sensation rippling through her abdomen. Automatically she associated the pleasurably sensual feeling with John. She wriggled about, thinking how virile and good-looking John was, wondering how it would be with him. Alice blushed and shoved the indecent thought from her mind. It was entirely unacceptable to her. She was still in mourning, a widow, and after last night, she knew she was going to have to be on constant guard against the sinful nature of her secret inner being.
After about ten minutes, Alice turned over onto her back. She didn't want to burn. About ten more minutes, with the deeply penetrating rays of the sun warming and relaxing the front of her well proportioned body, she would go into the house and take a nice cool shower. She didn't want to spend too much time out here.
It was perhaps three minutes later when Alice got the uncomfortable feeling that hungry male eyes were staring at here. She ignored it for a moment, telling herself that she was only imagining it, but the sensation became all the stronger. Shading her eyes with her loft forearm, she opened her eyelids and peered nervously about.
Someone was indeed watching her, but when she saw who it was, she smiled and relaxed. It was only Jimmy, the thirteen-year-old son of the couple who lived next door. Nothing but his head was visible. Apparently he was seated in a chair at the window of his upstairs bedroom. Alice waved at him, and the kid waved back.
The poor child was mentally retarded.
Alice had only a speaking acquaintance with Jimmy's father, but she was getting to know his mother and the boy. She liked them both. In spite of Jimmy's mental retardation, he was physically well developed, a truly handsome little guy, and reasonably easy to manage. As a neighborly favor, Alice had watched after Jimmy a couple of times while his mother had gone shopping. She felt sorry for the boy, and even more so for Ida. All in all, Jimmy was a sweet boy – toilet trained and able to feed, dress and bathe himself – but as a mother herself, Alice knew how heartbreaking it must be to have a child who would still be the mental equivalent of an eight-year-old when he was fifty and losing his hair to baldness.
Considering Alice's estimate of Jimmy as a harmless child to be pitied, one can easily understand how shocked she was when the physically precocious thirteen-year-old stood up and showed her his prick. And that's exactly what he did. Jimmy jumped up stark naked inside his open bedroom window, waving at Alice with one hand, while with the other he waggled at her a rearing erection that looked ridiculously large for his age and body size.
Flabbergasted, the sunbathing young woman could only suck in her startled breath and stare with openmouthed astonishment at the ludicrous sight. As she watched with a sense of horrified fascination, Jimmy began moving his hand up and down the turgid white column of his oversized penis, exposing to her unblinking eyes over and over again the rosy-red meat of his enlarged dickhead. The little bugger was jacking off right before her eyes!
This was something she would never have expected, from Jimmy of all people. But he was doing it, and for her benefit, too. He apparently wanted her to watch. He seemed to be proud of what he was doing. Was he showing off to her? Did he think she would want to see such a disgusting performance?
Alice didn't know what Jimmy was thinking, but if he thought seeing him masturbate would excite her, he was right! She didn't want to admit it, even to herself, but she was suddenly dizzy with desire as she lay there watching the little kid stroke, his lovely, man-sized organ. She couldn't tear her gaze away. The lewd spectacle held her spellbound. She could feel the juices flowing inside her vagina. She licked longingly at her lips without being aware of doing so. By the time Jimmy's cum spurted onto the screen and began trickling down to his window sill, the crotch of Alice's bathing suit bottom was wet and slick. It had affected her that much and that fast.
My God, what's wrong with me?! she screamed silently, flushing with shame as, belatedly, she snatched up her blanket and ran into the house.
Disgusted with herself, Alice threw the blanket on the bed she shared with her daughter and plopped down with her head between her shaking hands. Her elbows resting on her trembling thighs, she remained motionless for several minutes, her chest heaving as she stared blankly down at her dainty toes and tried to get a grip on herself. She could not. There was a fire inside her sex-starved loins, and it refused to go out…
Groaning, she flung herself back on the bed and mauled the aching orbs of her luscious big breasts. The soles of her feet dug into the mattress. She ripped off the top of her swimsuit and spread her legs, whimpering and sobbing as she tweaked harshly at the tender, swollen cones of her tumescent, coral nipples, her hips pumping up and down in an almost insane desire to be screwed.
"I'm losing my mind!" she wailed, leaping off the bed as soon as she realized how horrible she was acting. "I've got to have relief!" A cold shower had never been more in order. If that didn't work, Alice didn't know what she would do. She had never indulged in the solitary sin of masturbation, but Alice was sorely tempted to give it a try now. When she pulled off the bottom of her bathing suit, she saw that the inside of its crotch fairly sparkled with her sticky cuntal fluids. So did her groin. The crisp, dark hair of her pubic triangle was plastered to her skin in shimmering wet ringlets. The lips of her sex stood out all puffed up and red, pouting and quivering.
It was incredible to her how swiftly she'd been excited because she'd watched a mentally retarded kid jack off. The obscene display should've turned her off, not on! In her mind's eye she could still see Jimmy's organ spitting cum. This was terribly upsetting to Alice, because even now she still wished she'd been able to get her lips on him and have his sperm jetting into her mouth instead of being wasted on a damned window screen. Thoughts like this were enough to shake the faith of a morally upright woman such as Alice.
The doorbell rang just as Alice spun on the cold water tap and braced herself to jump into the icy shower. She grumbled to herself as she turned off the water and slipped into her robe. Clutching the intimate garment over her breasts and loins, she padded barefoot up the hall and through the parlor. It was Ida, her next-door neighbor, all dressed and smiling brightly, with her son Jimmy, fully dressed now, standing expressionless at her side.
"Oh, did I wake you, Alice? Were you having a nap? I was hoping you, could look after Jimmy for a couple of hours while I run downtown. Would you mind terribly?"
After what Jimmy had done, Alice most certainly did mind. She was scared, not of the boy, but of what she herself might do if left along with him in her present condition. But how could she refuse without telling Ida that her mentally deficient son was an exhibitionist? She couldn't do it, though her better judgment told her she was making a mistake, because the poor woman had a heavy enough burden to bear already.
She found herself assuring Ida that she'd be glad to, and telling her not to worry about Jimmy, because he was no bother at all. Then his mother was gone, and she and Jimmy were alone in the parlor, and the boy's dull, almond-shaped eyes were losing their dullness, beginning to gleam lustfully, and he was moving toward her, the front of his trousers tenting way, way out.
"Jimmy," Alice said, clutching her robe together and backing unsurely away from the slowly advancing dimwit, "what you did… it wasn't very nice. I did not like it. I don't want you ever to do that again. Do you hear me, Jimmy? Don't look at me that way! Stop! Right here! Stay in the parlor and watch TV! I'm going to my room and get dressed! No! You mustn't follow me!"
Jimmy could speak when he wanted to, but he wasn't speaking now. The gleam in his dark, almond eyes wasn't exactly threatening, and he wasn't frying to touch Alice yet, but he wasn't paying any attention to her. He matched her step for step as she backed fearfully into the hallway, keeping distance between them as she made her way toward the safety of the bedroom she shared with her daughter.
Spittle drooled from one corner of the youth's mouth. The expression on his handsome face revealed at a glance what was on his dull mind. He licked his full lips and made a funny noise in his throat, his eyes smoldering as they swept devouringly up and down the robed body of the cringing young widow.
"I want… want to… fuck you," Jimmy said bluntly, his speech faltering, the way it did when he became excited.
"Jimmy!" Alice scolded, feeling along the wall for the knob as she neared the door to her bedroom. "For heaven's sake, don't talk that way! It's vulgar… and you couldn't possibly know what you're saying!"
He grinned, and slipped into the room with her when the shocked young woman opened the door and backed inside. "I know. There was woman… What used to live… other side of our house… and she… she liked me. A lot. Sandra was good to me… liked me… said I have a big cock… and she let me… in her bed. I never told nobody… but you now. And I won't tell… my mother about… us, Missus Darling. Won't never, never tell! Here… look at my cock again! You want to see it! Up close this time?"
"No! Jimmy, don't! Leave that thing in your pants!" But the boy already had his erected organ out. Apparently he knew the power it held over Alice, for he watched her eyes and began skinning his dick back and forth. "You like it?" he asked, stepping to within a foot of her, grinning lewdly as he took her wrist, her robe falling open at the top to reveal her magnificent breastworks as he drew her reluctant, trembling hand down toward his cock. "Touch it," he urged, and placed her palm on the thick, pulsing shaft.
"Nooh… oh, nooooo!" Alice whimpered, her fingers taking it upon themselves to encircle the circumference of his hypnotizing dong.
Alice didn't want to hold Jimmy's hot penis, but she couldn't seem to get that message through to her hand. It clung to his shaft, stroking it. She could hardly get her breath. When she looked down between their bodies, she was shocked to see both of her hands eagerly fondling the desirable prick. Her robe hung open all the way down the front, giving the mentally deficient boy a look at everything she had.
"Pretty," he mumbled, his hot little hands roaming her titties and belly. "The bed. Come on. We gonna fuck… Me and you… real good, too!"
"This is sheer madness!" Alice whined, forcing her hands to give up the poker-stiff column of appealing cockflesh. "No, Jimmy, we can't! It's out of the question! Please… oh, please don't!"
Jimmy's breath was labored now, his eyes glassy with lust. He drew down the robe from the shoulder of the shivering, softly sobbing young widow, and let it fall to the floor about her feet. Then he took her beautiful, naked body in his arms and brought his lips to hers, his eyes gazing into hers as he simultaneously stabbed the hot spear, of his throbbing erection into the softness of her belly and drove his tongue into the warm cavern of her yielding wet mouth.
"Oooooooommmmmmm!"
The agonized groan hurled itself up from the depths of Alice's tortured body, and she knew she was going to let this dull-witted boy skewer her with his big, sweet dick. It felt marvelous boring into her abdomen. There was no use pretending. Despite her shame over the indecency of it, she was wild to have his massive organ inside her, to feel it thrusting into her weeping vagina, where no man but her departed husband had ever been. She uttered a gurgling sound of submission and threw her arms around him, hugging him, rubbing against him and sucking his persuasive tongue hungrily.
Caught up in a steamy fog us lust, Alice was only dimly aware that she was moaning and writhing about on the bed as she watched Jimmy stripping off his clothes.
"Hurry! Oh, please hurry! I want you to fuck me! I'm dying to feel your cock pushing into me!"
The voice, ragged with passion, belonged to a woman, and Alice's shame nearly scalded her as she recognized the words as her own.
Then Jimmy appeared above her, his bare chest grazing the sensitive tips of her tumid nipples, his turgid penis slapping between her upper thighs and poking erratically at her groin. A slave to her feverish desire by this time, Alice reached down and took the flopping prong in her hand. She skinned it back and guided the bald dome into the shimmering wetness of her coral cunt lips, tugging at it, wedging the huge crown into her fluted portal.
"Oh, God, you're biggg!!!" she wailed, wincing with a delicious burst of pain as her hairy slot opened and took in the flesh-splitting head of his member.
"Nnn!" Jimmy grunted, lunging downward and impaling her with one vicious thrust.
Jimmy's phallus was bigger than her husband's had been. Alice sucked in her breath raggedly and shuddered with pleasured shock when she felt it ramming deep into her cock-starved belly. The head of his dick banged into her womb, jarring her teeth. A fraction of a second later his mound crashed against her soft mons veneris, jolting her tiny body. His dangling testicles swung forward and made a salacious slap as they whacked into the crack of her quivering ass cheeks.
She threw back her head and vented the ecstasy of her mixture of pleasure and pain with guttural groans from the core of her delighted being: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Aaaaahhhhhh aaaahhhhhggghhhhhh!!!" Evidently Sandra, the woman Jimmy had mentioned, had liked her sexing rough, because the big-dicked boy began cramming the cock to Alice hard and fast the instant he'd hit cunt-bottom. He didn't give her time to catch her breath, so she couldn't tell him to slow down and take it easy. He knocked the wind out of her as fast as she sucked it into her lungs. His oversized instrument reamed into the stretched opening of her fluttering, hair-fringed hole with long, rapid thrusts, pushing and pulled at the gripping ring of her cuntal petal, while the hard rubber head of his rod battered away at the neck of her pear-shaped uterus, bruising the tender flesh of that most feminine of all female organs.
"It hurts, Jimmy!" she cried, her hands gripping the bedspread beside her hips. "I ca-can't breathe! Ohhhhhhhh…oh, you're killing me! God, it hurts sooo gooooodddd!!!"
This was the first screwing Alice had had in a year, and the roughest, most deeply penetrating one ever. The mentally retarded boy was a wild, panting thing between her out flung legs. The incessant thrusting of his womb-jamming dong into the moist, responsive sheath of her snug vagina kept her grunting and groaning constantly. It was heaven and hell, all rolled into one. This kind of sex was brand new to Alice. There was no love involved, no tenderness, both of which she'd been used to with her husband. Jimmy was taking her ruthlessly, using her body for his own pleasure, rutting his firm young dick into her with blind, raging lust.
"Yesss… oh, Lord, yesss!!! Fuck me, fuck meeeee!!!" Alice screeched, her head lolling rapturously from side to side as she drew up her legs and began working with him.
She was caught up in the frenzied emotion of this raw sexing. Pleasure bombarded her lust-fogged brain. Illicit thrills raced about in her rippling belly as she started humping her dribbling snatch up to meet the inrushing length of pistoning pecker, making her oblivious of everything else. It no longer mattered to Alice that Jimmy was a moron, and only thirteen, because he had a real big cock and was giving her the most thorough screwing of her life, and it was glorious.
"Aaaaaahh – aaaahhhhhhhh!" she squealed, grabbing the muscular cheeks of Jimmy's arcing rump as her loins tightened in orgasmic readiness. A tremor racked her sweat-sheened body as the full impact of her intense climax hit her.
"Cumming… ohhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh… oh, Jesus, Jesussss gaaaahhhh… I'm cccuuummmiiinnngg!"
Alice clung to the boy's buttocks, shuddering uncontrollably and sobbing brokenly as her insides convulsed rhythmically around his hot, jabbing organ. She'd expected him to thrust it all the way into her and join her in this moment of ecstasy, as her husband had always done. But Jimmy wasn't ready to cum yet. He fucked her all the harder, driving his long dong a mile a minute into the squishing canal of her spasmodically clutching sheath. It was ungodly good to be screwed so hard while she was cumming, and cumming, and cumming! Alice thought her soul rending orgasm would never end. She could hear herself screaming with the agonizing bliss of it. And then it was over, and she had found the blessed relief which she'd so desperately needed.
The relief from her widowly suffering lasted no longer than had the outpouring of pent-up sexual tensions which had affected it, however, for Jimmy gave her no respite. He kept powering the hard man meat to her, his sturdy piston pumping the sump of her well-oiled penile receptacle. In less than a minute he'd caught her ebbing passion and fanned the embers of her carnal desire into a new bonfire of blazing lust. Alice was hotter than ever now. The flames of her sexual craving licked searingly up into her rippling, sweat-slick belly.
"Oh, damn, damn, damn!" she whined, burying her face in the crook of the lad's neck.
Her hands skidded caressingly over his back. Her legs lifted and coiled around him like two gripping pythons. She locked her trim ankles over the small of his back and began spurring the clenching and unclenching cheeks of his wildly gyrating butt.
The boy had no more to give her. He was already fucking into her like some demented being, and his heavy balls were drawing up toward his groin. His orgasm was imminent and he was lost in the fit of tormenting bliss preceding it.
Alice could feel the boy's stalk twitching erratically as he socked it to her with shorter and harder jabs. It was too soon. His big, lovely phallus had plunged her to the depths of animal depravity, and when she wanted more than anything in the world to go on fucking for hours, he was going to cum! She pounded his buttocks with the heels of her flailing feet and raked his back with her fingernails, wailing out in anguish: "Not yet, Jimmy! Oh, darling, puleeaeeesss! Don't cum yet! Hold it back and… aah, aah… fuck me, fuck me. ffuuucckk mmmeeeeee!!!" For a few seconds longer the kid gave her exactly what she was so shamelessly begging for. Then all at once he rammed his thumping pole taproot deep into the red-lipped gash of her hairy hole. Jimmy squealed shrilly, then began grunting and drooling saliva on her shoulders as his jerking cock spewed a geyser-like stream of hot, sticky cum into the moist heat of her palpitating abdomen. It gushed from his swollen cockhead at point-blank range, and the glutenous mass of streaming sperm splashed luridly over the ultra-sensitive mouth of her fluttering womb.
"Nooh…oh, nooooo!" she whined, shaking her head in protest, for she was nowhere near ready for this. But she could feel keenly his scalding semen shooting into her, and this provided a lesser but purely wicked thrill of its own. She held him into her right up to his balls and began sobbing softly.
When he withdrew his shrinking penis and flopped down beside her, Alice didn't hesitate for a second. His spongy tool glistened wetly with the slime of their mixed sexual secretions, but it was in no way repulsive to her. Indeed not, for in her present state of bitch-dog heat, the flaccid, sex-slick peter looked deliciously suckable.
Alice's gorgeous tits hung down from her chest, juggling enticingly while, she knelt beside Jimmy and lowered her head toward his fragrant genitals. She cradled his relaxing nuts in the palm of her left hand and captured with the eager fingers of her right hand the slippery eel of his deflating peter. The delicate features of her pretty face were contorted with lust as she lifted the limber organ and took the sperm smeared head into the soft red circle of her puffy oral petals.
"Mmmm… uuummmm!" she sighed, holding his stem erect and sucking into her mouth the top three inches, her tongue sliding round and around the leachy tube of secretion-coated dickflesh.
The pungent flavor of their combined fuck juices bit sharply into her tingling taste buds. She moaned and took the whole of his shrunken organ into her mouth, her lips and tongue working greedily to clean it of every delicious drop. Only dimly aware of her licentious action, Alice glued her tender lips to the whimpering child's fatty mound and sucked down harshly. Maintaining the strong suction, she lifted her head slowly, letting her lips draw out obscenely around his soft shaft. She pulled up on it, her cheeks sinking in and quivering. She paused with nothing but his tumescent glands remaining in her hungry mouth, her small pink tongue laying slavishly at the boy's velvet-smooth bulb.
Her urgent need for more screwing had brought the sexually deprived young widow to her knees, and she'd willingly taken his soiled pecker into her mouth. Her primary mission was to coax Jimmy's pleasure giving prong back to a state of full erection, so she could experience feeling it ramming in and out of her sperm-dripping cunt. Her desire to be fucked had never been stronger. But Jimmy had ejaculated twice already this afternoon. His penis was sluggish and slow to respond, so her work was cut out for her.
No matter. In Alice's condition of wild arousal, it was almost as good to have his delicious organ in her hot hungry mouth as in her steaming, snapping pussy. From the top of her pretty head down to the tips of her dainty toes, the comely young widow was nothing but a feverish hunk of slavering female fuckstuff. Her mind was out of it by this time. Alice had no will of her own. The raging need within her body ruled her mind completely. There wasn't an inch of Jimmy's beautiful boyish body that her lips were not eager to sample.
"Oh,dear God, I'm on fire!" she moaned, letting the half-hard tube of his reawakening peter slip from her suctioning oral cavern with a wet, lascivious slurp.
Alice swung between the kid's legs and began licking his balls and planting wet kisses all over his sweaty groin. Her tongue slithered under his wrinkled scrotum and scrubbed the inch of flesh between his genitals and his anus. She hadn't intended to, and wasn't conscious of how she arrived there, but all of a sudden her lips were pressed to the darling boy's crinkled anal region, and the tip of her exploring tongue found itself tickling right into the somewhat smelly buttonhole of his tiny rectum.
The strong musky scent between his warm, sweat moist asscheeks excited Alice tremendously. She inhaled deeply of the heady aroma and, all at once, she had the insane desire to lick into his body. It was incredible to her that she should want to do such a vile, filthy thing, but she was beyond reason, lost for the present in the raging inferno of an all-consuming lust. Instead of resisting her depraved urge, she emitted a whimper-like sob and stuck her tongue right into the lad's tight, hot asshole.
The dark brown taste inside his murky anal canal made Alice's senses real. She couldn't believe that she, a virtuous widow who had always been disgusted by any sort of perversion, actually had her mouth pressed to an asshole and her tongue rammed up it. The gross vulgarity of what she was doing, especially with suck a young, retarded child, slammed luridly into her spinning mind. She moaned piteously and started licking eyen deeper onto the furnace-like tunnel of Jimmy's elastic butthole.
I cant help myself! I dont even want to! she groaned inwardly, letting herself wallow in the muck of carnality which was sucking her down like quicksand. I'm so hottt! Even his asshole is good! I've no shame left… ohhhhhh… none at at all. This is such a filthy thing to do! It's a crime against nature… a horrible sin! But, oh, God, it's soo ex-ccittinnggg!!!
As for Jimmy, the boy merely lay there gasping with pleasure while this beautiful neighbor lady held his sweaty buttocks apart with her fingers and plunged her hot, wet tongue rapid-fire in and out of his erogenous rectum. This was something Sandra had never done.
Alice must've kissed the boy's asshole a hundred times once she let her nasty urge have its way, and she shivered with pleasure herself as she ran the pointed insatiable tongue round and around the winking rim of his saliva-slick anal ring.
"Oh, you little darling! You precious boy!" she moaned, her lips nibbling his balls while she kissed her way back up toward his scrumptious pecker.
He'd regained his lost erection, and the sight of his rampant organ made her cunt-lips quiver with joy. But her yearning vagina could have to wait its turn, for Alice was reveling in the sordidness of her emerging orality. She felt like a cannibal as if she could eat this sweet child alive, cock first.
"It's beautiful, Jimmy! I love your cock! It's so big and hard and hot!" She grasped his shaft and started popping his foreskin back and forth over the flare of his coronal ridge. Then, she moaned and began kissing the head each time she drew back its protective hood. "I LOVE YOU!" she gushed, and this time she was speaking directly to his cock, between lewd kisses upon it.
"Love you, love you, lloovvee yyyooouuuuu!!!"
She drew his foreskin up with her fingers and wrapped her lips around the loose folds. It was difficult for her to breathe now. She captured the morsel of silky peter skin and sucked it out tautly into her ravenous mouth, her lips nibbling on the softness as she nipped it lovingly with her teeth. Alice had never been so excited, so totally turned on.
Without knowing it, she was discovering one of the world's oldest religions. She was a prime candidate for conversion to the ancient cult of Phallic Worship, for already she had willingly prostrated herself before this gorgeous idol of its great god PHALLUS. Suddenly it was impossible for her to lavish enough affection upon Jimmy's penis. Panting for breath, she rubbed her face over it, licked every delicious inch of it with her worshipful tongue.
In a frenzy of lust, she jerked his prepuce up and down, exposing again and again to her wildly kissing lips the rosy red head of his mushrooming glands. She couldn't stand it. Alice felt lightheaded delirious. The urge to devour his cock whole overwhelmed her. With a strangled cry of carnal longing, she opened her mouth and engulfed the top half of his bloated organ.
The slitted tip of his bluntly rounded crown buried itself in the soft lining at the back of her throat. A gurgling mewl escaped the enlarged openings of her passion-flared nostrils. She bore down, forcing the huge glands into the upper region on her throat. Even that wasn't enough. She had to have it all. Fitfully she lunged her head downward.
Her eyelids blinked rapidly as the boy's taut skinned bulb popped swabbingly down into the ringed portion of her throat. She took it all, refusing to stop until her nose flattened against his pubis and her puffy lips were pressed salaciously into the sparseness of coarse dark hair surrounding the thick base of his wonderful boy dick. She groaned and began swallowing reflexively around her mouthful of pulsing meat, her entire body shivering with delight as the rings in her straining throat rippled caressingly up and down the forefront of his orally imprisoned dong.
Alice would've gladly remained that way all day, with his prick lodged in her swan-like throat and his boyish balls juggling around the point of her nuzzling chin, but she couldn't breathe. She had to come up for air. Sucking down with gluttonous delight, she drew up slowly, her cheeks folding inward, and molding themselves to his powerful shaft, her soft, red lips pulling out from her face, dragging jerkily around the gleaming wet cockstem. Her tongue whipped furiously over his sleek crown before she finally allowed it to slip from between her suckingly distended oral petals with a deliberately loud and lewd slurping noise.
The lust-crazed widow leaped astride the reclining lad and impaled herself cuntally on the throbbing shaft of his turgid masculinity.
"JESUS… SWEET JEE-SUSSS!!!" she rasped, her expression mirroring her rapture when the inflamed labia of her hairy hole gobbled the final inch of his huge prong and snuggled right up to his groin.
A series of tremors racked her petite body as she ground her hips in a tight circle with his organ womb-deep into her belly. Then she began bouncing up and down on his horn, pulling her hair and shaking her head as her lovely big tits flopped and swayed. A constant stream of ecstatic cries poured from her drawn back lips.
Alice achieved her second climax in less than a minute, and it was excruciatingly intense this time. She collapsed atop the moronic youth, blubbering and sobbing and shaking all over, as her insides clutched convulsively at the full length of his long fat dick.
She was in the final throes of her orgasmic fulfillment when she felt his organ twitch a warning that his cum was ready to blow. She didn't know what made her do it, but she let out a yelp and uncocked her cunt. The next thing she knew she was kneeling between Jimmy's legs. She had his cunt-coated prick in her mouth again, and it was going off, squirting torrents of, bubbling sperm into her mouth. The foamy flow from his youthful balls bathed her tongue and filled her mouth.
It was unbelievably sweet Alice realized this was exactly what she wanted. He was cumming into her mouth, and she dearly loved it. Greedily she began gulping down his gluey white sperm, whimpering and moaning as she did so, and her heart of hearts she hoped he would pump her a cupful of his scrumptious cum.
Afterward, Jimmy acted as if nothing out-of-the-way had happened. He talked freely now. Alice knew she didn't have to worry about anyone discovering her sin. Jimmy knew he had to keep quiet about what they'd done, as he had concerning his affair with the woman named Sandra, though he didn't fully understand why.
Alice realized the boy's mentality wasn't sufficiently developed to grasp the entire complicated concept of sin and moral wrong doing. Her first impulse was to pity the handsome stud of a youth, but after a second thought, his innocent attitude toward sex somehow struck her as natural and beautiful, and she found herself almost wishing she could be as free and easy about it as he was.
She smiled sadly but sweetly and embraced Jimmy with a surprising lack of remorse over what they'd done. She knew she should be thoroughly ashamed of herself for fornicating with the adolescent moron, but she wasn't. Oh, there was a smattering of shame, because she couldn't escape it completely, but it was insignificant compared to the glowing sense of physical well-being which pervaded the curvaceous form of her sexually satisfied body.
"It was wonderful, Jimmy," she cooed. "I might even let you do it to me again sometime. Would you like that, Darling?"
"Oh, I would, Missus Darling!" he exclaimed, hugging her. "More than anything!"
She chuckled softly to herself, thinking. God, I feel good! I must've needed it worse than I thought. Might as well face facts. I'm a widow and a mother, but I'm also a woman, with all the physical needs of any other woman. There's no denying that now. I'll just have to love with it, and satisfy those normal needs as discreetly as lean from now on. Why shouldn't I? I have a right to what happiness I can wring out of my life.
But it wasn't all that easy to become a modern, morally liberated woman. There was more to it than simply making up her mind, Alice learned. She was bucking a code of ethics which had been taught her when she was a girl and reinforced daily in a thousand subliminal ways throughout her teens and adult life. Reason told her she should be free to choose her own life style, but her emotions told her otherwise, and emotions are so much stronger than reason.
The shame started after the heat of the moment had ended and Jimmy's mother had taken him home, and there was nothing Alice could do but suffer. Her suffering wasn't as severe as it had been following the interlude with the beach boy, though, and there was only a slight hangover of guilt over her sexual misbehavior when she arose the next morning.
Her guilt over running down poor Mr. Denton was another matter however, and after her children and boarders left for the day, she drove to Dr. Gordan's. One look at Mr. Denton and she broke out sobbing. He was in a cast from hips to chest, and seemed to be in agony despite the pain-relieving injection she saw the doctor give him. When Mr. Denton informed her he was suing her for a million dollars, Alice only winced and nodded numbly. She couldn't blame him after what she'd done to the man. Her heart went out to the pitiful little drunk, and she found herself offering to wait on him hand and foot in her boarding house when he became well enough to leave his bed in a back room of the doctor's suite of old, dingy offices.
John Stanley dropped by on Friday evening, and Alice took the insurance investigator into the kitchen where they could talk privately.
"I could just as easily have phoned you," he admitted, his green eyes smiling above the rim of his coffee cup as he gazed across the table at Alice. "The truth is, I wanted to see you again."
Alice returned John's self-conscious smile before she blushed and lowered her gaze. She'd wanted to see him again, too, and now that he was here, sitting alone in the kitchen with her, she couldn't help thinking about him in a sexual way. There was something about the virile-looking redhead which struck the secret cord of her newly awakened sensuality.
But if John was on the make, she couldn't tell it. Once he'd admitted wanting to see her, he got right down to business. He'd evidently been earning his investigator's salary, for he informed Alice that he'd traced Denton back to another city, where, five years previously, Denton had had a similar accident which had broken his back and left him invalided for life, supposedly. The court had awarded Denton two hundred thousand dollars, and he'd collected it all, part from insurance and part from the bank account of the elderly rich lady whose automobile had struck him in a downtown intersection in front of several witnesses.
"It was either fraud or Denton had a miraculous recovery," Stanley commented dryly. "And I don't believe in miracles. What makes it even more fishy, guess who his doctor was."
"Doctor Gordan?" Alice asked cautiously.
"One and the same. Are you getting the picture now, Alice? It looks like you're being played for a patsy."
"But Doctor Gordan, why would he take such a risk? It would ruin him, wouldn't it, if he were exposed? And Mister Denton, why, I knocked him for a loop… and I'd almost swear he was badly injured!"
"Being a physician doesn't automatically make a man a saint, honey," John said, throwing in the endearment and watching its slight effect appear in the form of a half smile on Alice's fine-boned face. "At best, Gordan appears to be an unsavory character, despite his professional standing. He left the last city one step ahead of the law. He was under investigation there. They suspected him of performing illegal abortions."
"As far as Denton is concerned, he wouldn't be the first slick con man to cheat his way through life. He had no visible means of support either. And get this: Denton was a circus acrobat before he started hitting the bottle. There's no telling how many times he's pulled this stunt and settled out of court. No, baby, I'm convinced now. These birds are vultures out to defraud my company and pick the meat off your financial bones… and I'm going to prove it."
Alice didn't know what to believe. She lay awake for hours that night, tossing fitfully, fretting over it, worrying. If Mr. Denton's back had been broken when she hit him with her car, then she wanted him to be adequately compensated, but not to the extent of leaving her penniless! On the other hand, if John was right in his suspicions that she was the innocent victim of a vicious hoax, then she wanted Denton to get nothing and would gladly see both Denton and Gordan sent to prison. But the accident had seemed so sickeningly real… and Mr. Denton was at Dr. Gordan's in a cast. She was sorely troubled and confused.