Virginia got weakly to her feet and went to the bar in the corner. She decided that since she had started on Scotch, she would go on a Scotch kick and mixed a double. It tasted good and made her feel quite drunk, so she made another. With bleary eyes, she sponged off the stained chair and went upstairs for a hot bath.
After her bath, she lay on the bed and finished her drink, petting her pussy all the while. There was a need there that Harvey and his huge prick just couldn't fulfill, even if he fucked her three times a day. She went to sip fantasizing the fulfillment of that need.
It was afternoon when she awakened, and, slipping on a thin little dress, she went to the kitchen, for some lunch. She enjoyed the feeling of being naked under her dress, and after a light lunch, mixed a tall drink and went Onto the patio to read. She tugged the lounger onto the grass and settled herself comfortably in the warm sun, a pleasant alcoholic glow already seeping into her body.
Her choice of reading was boring, however. She was about to give it all up and go back in the house when a ball bounded into her yard from the Morrisons'.
A moment later the gate opened and Chuck Morrison came charging through. He stopped short when he saw Virginia.
"Oh" he said, "I didn't know yap were out here, Mrs. Simmas."
"That's okay, Chuck. Your ball's over there in the bushes."
He looked sheepish. "I was hitting a few against the fence and got a little too much on one." He went quickly to the bush and retrieved his ball.
"Come over here a. minute, Chuck," Virginia said.
The boy came over, tossing the ball over his shoulder and catching it with one hand.
"Sit down on the grass and talk to me. I'm bored," she said.
"Sure, what do you want to talk about, Mrs. Simmas?" he answered, flopping onto the grass.
Virginia threw the magazine onto the grass and opened her legs slightly. She saw him staring at her legs, at the expanse of white thigh that was showing. He was such a beautiful boy, she thought, and took a swallow from her glass. He looked so sexy sitting there.
She lifted her skirt above mid-thigh. "Do you think my legs are too fat, Chuck?" she asked.
Uh, gosh no, Mrs. Simmas. They're great," he said. He was blushing and averted his eyes from her legs.
"Why thank you, Chuck. You're sweet," Virginia gushed. She lifted her feet onto the lounger and opened her legs, her skirt sliding down to her crotch.
Chuck took a look, obviously at a loss for words. "What's that you're drinking, Mrs. Simmas? Looks nice and cool," he said, his voice a little too shy.
"It's Scotch. Have you ever tasted Scotch?"
"Nope," he said.
"It's good. Here, try it." She held the glass out to him.
The boy looked around to make sure his mother wasn't lurking behind a tree and took the glass. He took a drink and made a face. "Kind of strong," he said.
"It grows on you. Take another drink."
He took another drink. "Yeah, you're right," he said manfully, and took another swallow.
Virginia pulled her knees up and clasped them in her hands, her hairy cunt opening wet and pink for his eyes to see. They bulged open.
"Finish it, honey. I'm already a little drunk."
Chuck finished the Scotch.
Virginia let her hands fall from her knees. "Sit up here beside me," she said, letting her legs fall wide open. He got up slowly his eyes glued to her open cunt. "Don't be bashful, darling. Come here!"
Chuck threw the glass down and stepped closer. Virginia reached out and grabbed his arm and pulled him down on top of her. Since her legs were wide apart, he lay between them, and she raised them into the air and curled them over his back. She pulled his head down and kissed him on the mouth.
She forced her tongue inside his mouth and then pulled away. "I saw what your mother did to you last night, Chuck. I watched you through a crack in the fence."
"Really?" the boy stammered. "You saw us in the back yard?" "Yes, really. And I want to suck your cock, too." She held him firmly with her legs, grinding slowly against the come material of his jeans.
"Oh, Mrs. Simmas, Mrs. Simmas," he groaned, trying to hunch inside her tightly clasping legs.
She was going to tell him to call her Virgie, like she had with J, but it seemed so much more. exciting when he called her Mrs. Simmas. He said it with such reverence and awe.
"Will you let me take your prick in my mouth, Chuck?" she asked lewdly.
"Mrs. Simmas, I.. I'd rather put it in you.. you know, down there!" he cried.
"In me where?" she prodded, knowing the answer.
"in your cunt," the boy blurted.
She loosened her legs and slid her hand between their bodies. "I'll suck on it a little to get it all hot and slippery and then we'll go in my bedroom and take off all our clothes and…" While she threw don his zipper, she pulled his face to hem and pushed her tongue wetly in and out of his mouth, then breathed huskily against his lips. "And then you can put it in my cunt. Yes, honey, Mrs. Simmas will let you fuck her!"
Chuck wasn't sure how she accomplished it so quickly, but before he knew it, she had his pants and shoes down his thighs arid had him on his knees straddling her body. Her hands grasped his bare ass, her fingers digging into the cleft, and pulled him against her face. Her mouth opened and she took his cock inside all the way.
His cock was smaller than Joe's, though every bit as hard, and felt smooth and velvety and alive. It twitched and pulsed against her palate and she sucked on it with relish, knowing this was her fulfillment, her calling, and her head's desire.
The nozzle of his cock was at the entrance to her throat and she knew he was leaking his soupy stuff because she could taste it. Chuck moaned softly, starting a slow fuck-motion with his hips. With her nose nuzzling in his soft sparse hair, she felt him stiffen and knew he was close. Determined that it wouldn't end as quickly as it had with Joe, she reached up and took the base of his cock in her fingers and pinched. The boy hunched and grunted in an effort to get his rocks off, but Virginia held him tight.
She wasn't sure she was coming, but she felt ill syrupy inside. The booze she had drunk made her dizzy, and the boy-cock in her mouth made her cunt tingle. It was so wet she could feel it leaking onto her thighs.
"Oh, God, Mrs. Simmas, I need to come!" he cried.
Virginia backed off his prick and held it tightly in her fist. "I don't want you to come yet, Chuck. You still have to fuck me."
"Yes, yes, I really do want to fuck you, Mrs. Simmas!"
Virginia felt another thrill ripple through her belly. "I hope so, Chuck, because I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock all hard inside me, and I want to feel you come, feel your jism squirting up inside my pussy." She still held his cock tightly. "You won't come if I let go, will you?"
"No, I'm okay now," he said.
"Let's go in the house, darling. It's fucking time" she said.
The boy was on his feet in an instant, and after he had pulled up his trousers, she took his hand and led him into the house. She took him up the short stairway and into her bedroom. Pushing his pants down, she looked at his prick; it had gone soft and looked very tiny.
"Can you get a hard-on again?" she asked.
"I sure can," he said, reaching for his soft, little peter.
"No, let me do It," she said, pushing his hand away. She too, his little pecker in her hand. "I have to pee something fierce, Chuck. Do you want to watch?"
"Yeah," he said quickly. "Sometimes Morn lets. me watch her piss."
Virginia really wanted to do it while Chuck fucked her, but was afraid he might not like it; besides, it would soil the bed.
Holding his cock, which was hard again, she led him to the bathroom and straddled the toilet. Jacking him with one hand, she lifted her skirt with the other and started to pee. The boy's eyes grew large at the sight of her cunt spewing its golden stream. When she finished, she led the boy back to the bedroom.
"Take off all your clothes," she said.
When he stood naked, his little prick standing straight out, she lifted her dress over her head and let it flutter to the floor. Her tits were so much nicer than his mother's, almost as big, but they didn't sag, they stood up proud and round the reddish-brown nipples hard and pointing at him. Her cunt was covered with such a nice color of hair, too-so soft and curly-looking. And she wasn't all fat and saggy-looking like his mother.
Virginia dropped back onto the still unmade bed and spread her legs far apart to completely expose her snatch to his bugging eyes. She spread open the petals of her cunt with her fingers before sliding her feet under the sheet.
"Crawl in here with me, Chuck," she said. "I can see you won't have any trouble. Come and fuck me, honey, fuck me hard!"
Virginia's lust was almost unbearable. She pulled the boy against her and pulled the sheet over their bodies. She grasped his cock with one hand, roamed over his smooth body with the other.
"Feel me up, Chuck, run your hands over me, all of me!" she cried.
She pushed one of his hands between her legs, the need for a man-no, a boy-inside her cunt more urgent than it had ever been. She wanted to be fucked, yet she wanted to prolong it, too.
"Bury your head in my tits, Chuck. Suck on them, love them. Use your fingers on my cunt. Yes, yes! Push them inside.., oh, darling, like that, yes! Finger-fuck me! God, yes!"
Virginia came. Her orgasm bubbled bigger than life itself. Her cunt was on fire, the juices flowing until she was wet and slick.
"I can't wait, I can't wait! Fuck me, Chuck! Oh, Lord, fuck me now!".
She pulled the boy onto her soft, heaving belly and pushed his hard, little cock into the wet, open lips of her delicious cunt. Since his dick was small, and her cunt was big, his cock went all the way to the hilt in one wild lunge. Virginia groaned loudly, surprised at how much the small prick thrilled her. The boy's cock was slim and only four inches long, yet it excited her more than any cock ever had. She started coming the instant it hit bottom.
"Oh, Chuck, that feels good, so very good! Move it in and out real slow…and try not to come for a long, long time. I want you to fuck me forever. God… God, it's never felt this good before!" She hugged him tightly with her arms, but left her legs wide open so he could move freely.
He felt proud. It was his first piece of ass, and it was with an older woman, a woman who had lots of fucking behind her, and he was thrilling the shit out of her. It felt so damn good, too. Her pussy didn't hold his prick tight like his hand did, but it was so much hotter in there, and so wet and slick. He knew he couldn't hold out too long, no matter what she wanted. It was too damn fuckin' good!
"Jesus! Oh, sweet Jesus!" Virginia screamed, another orgasm sending numbing waves of pleasure up her spine. "Whoever said a guy has to be hung like a bull to make a girl happy was out of his ever-fuckin' mind! Keep doing it, honey, and fuck me as long as you can. I don't think I'll ever stop
Her orgasms were continuous now. They rose and Id with each stroke of his hard, little prick. She had always gotten wet during a fuck, but never like this; her emit was a river of female nectar. Still, her sensitivity wasn't diminished; it was heightened. She could feel the hard knob of his cock inside her, feel the thick ridge nit tapered to a shaft, even feel the fat veins stuffed with hardening blood as they rubbed inside her cunt. Her pussy was a tunnel of nerves puffing at his prick, nursing on the stiff shaft, sucking at the gaping pee-hole that drooled little drops of slick ooze.
The shaft inside her cunt twitched, seemed to thicken and the boy gave out a harsh cry. "I'm almost there, Mrs. Simmas! I'm going to come!"
"Pull back, Chuck. Take your cock almost out and let it cool off!" Virginia cried, wanting the fuck to go on and on and on.
He did as she said, only he came back too far and his cock popped all the way out of her hole. He started spurting, the first gob going onto her omit hair. Virginia grabbed his cock and thrust it back inside her cunt.
"DO it, do it! Fuck hard, Chuck! Fuck hard! I'm coming some more, I'm coming so hard, my little darling!" She was sure she felt his second spurt in spite of her wetness.
The boy stopped moving and she roughly pushed him off. She quickly twisted around and got her face to his crotch, sucking his still erect prick into her mouth. A few more drops bubbled from his hole. She savored it with relish, reveling in the sharp taste of her own cunt. He was clean and shining when at last she released his wilting pecker.
Virginia fell back on the bed, her hand darting between her legs in an effort to hold the good feeling inside. She felt how sticky and wet her cunt was, ribbed her hand around, smearing the goo aver her body, and finally pushed a glistening finger deep inside her hole. She felt complete satisfaction far the first time in her whole life.
She had almost always been able to come when a cock was inside her, even when it was a wham-barn, but this time she felt completely fulfilled, rewarded, enriched, and titillated… God, there weren't enough words to describe how she felt!
"I… I'd better go home now, Mrs. Simmas. Mom might be wondering where I am," Chuck said, swinging his legs over the side of the bed.
"If you must," Virginia answered, in too much of a daze to care what he did.
Chuck pulled on his clothing. "Well, I'm going now," he said.
"It was good, wasn't it, Chuck?"
"Yeah, it was great".
He edged for the door and then ran from the house, too sated to think about asking when they could fuck again.
Virginia didn't care; she knew he would, be around when he got a hard-on again, and she'd be there, waiting. Young boys bounced back fast. He'd probably be ready again tonight, but she would make him wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow- it sounded wonderful.
It was over an hour before her wits returned. She sat up and rehashed the afternoon, a warm glow still shrouding her thoughts. She sure wouldn't need Harvey tonight!
Virginia went to her dresser and looked under her underwear until she found the pictures that had started the whole thing off. She looked at them, thinking that she wouldn't need them now, they were no longer enough. She was on the verge of tearing them up when she thought better. "Maybe you need them on some cold rainy day," she said, and tucked them under a pair of silky panties.
Harvey noticed at supper what a good mood his wife was in, even contemplated fucking the old girl, but he really didn't have the time; it was his card night, and he was late. Actually, it was his business partner's card night, and the man's wife was waiting. She was a very hot piece, and her eighteen-year-old daughter had hinted that she might be interested when he got done humping mamma.
Later that evening when her lust had subsided and she was alone, Virginia thought about the day and the two boys. She didn't feel guilty, and Harvey probably wouldn't care anyway, she wondered if what she had done was right. She feared that she enjoyed young boys too much and decided that she needed to get away for a while.
She hadn't seen her brother, Jerry, for six years, even though he lived only five hundred miles away. He lived in a small town, it would be calm and quiet there, and just the tonic she needed. She went to the phone and called him. Jerry was delighted to hear her voice and immediately invited her for a visit She accepted and went upstairs to pack. There was no need to wait; she would leave in the morning.