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CHAPTER SEVEN

"Oh, I swear to the Almighty!" Donna moaned. "How can you two even think about playing football this morning after being up so… uh… late last night?"

The two teenagers had scrambled out of bed on either side of Donna. They had slept in her bed last night after returning from the drive-in at two-thirty in the morning.

"Big game, Mom," Lennie laughed, tucking in his shirt. "We've still got a chance to go on to the Tri-City Finals if we win today!"

Byron was buckling his belt. "Yeah, I missed half our games this season because of my job, but I'm gonna play in this one. You can bet your boots on that, Donna!"

Lennie halted by the door. He looked back at his beautiful mother, worry on his face.

"You sure you're gonna be okay, Mom?" the boy asked. "I mean, we can stay here if you think Paul Long's liable to come back today."

Donna shook her head, smiling. She felt too good after the wonderful fucking she and the boys had shared the night before to give a damn about Paul Long. It was a bright, clear winter Sunday in her peaceful suburban neighborhood. Too nice for anything to possibly go wrong. Donna felt content and at ease with herself for the first time in a week. The boys had made life perfect for her!

"No, my darlings," Donna smiled. "I'm just gonna relax here this morning. I'll just lock the door after you and I won't open it until you all get back."

Donna stretched and reached for her robe.

She smiled at the enthusiastic looks she got from the boys as she got out of bed and folded the heavy material over her spectacular nudity. It made her feel vibrant and slightly horny all over again, knowing how much the boys wanted her lush body.

"See you later," Donna called after them as she shut the door and latched the bolt.

Smiling to herself, Donna went back down the hall to the bedroom and into the master bath. She started the shower and stepped out of her robe.

Donna remembered, as she lathered the dried boy-cum from her cunt lips and asshole, how good it had felt to have both of her studs fucking her at once! She shivered with delight as she recalled how Lennie had fucked his slender cock into her asshole. The tiny passage had been so tight and slick that Lennie had moaned with pure delight at the snug fit.

"Ohhhhhh, fuck me, Lennie darling!" Donna crooned aloud, recalling how wonderful the boy's hard prick had felt fucking in and out of her tight shitter. "Fuck Mom's hot asshole!"

And Byron had fucked Donna's pussy at the same time. The aroused widow could still feel the penetration as the thick cock fucked into her wet pussy lips, Lennie's hard prick still shoved deep in her ass!

"Ummmmm! Both of your sweet pricks at once!" Donna cooed, soaping her pussy wildly as she recalled each thrilling fuck-stroke.

The two boys had fucked and fucked, able to stay hard for what had seemed like forever! Donna's knees shook in the shower as she thought of the hot, ceaseless fucking the boys had given her the night before. She had cum twice, three times, a shuddering, squealing fourth time that had all but blacked her out as the boys pawed at her furiously and fucked their jizz-spurting pricks in and out of her slippery cunt and ass!

"Oh, omigod!" Donna sighed, her whole body alive with the memory of the exquisite thrills the boys' exploding cocks had created within her lush body.

And afterward, at home in bed, the boys had begged for a blow-job-and she had accommodated them.

The boys had taken, a leaf from the redheaded porno star's book when it had been time to cum. They had made Donna jack their jizz-jetting pricks off in her pretty face, the way they had seen it done in the movie earlier. Donna groaned and turned off the shower, remembering how good it had felt to have the two boys spattering her face with her slimy, hot spunk!

"God, I'm getting truly depraved!" Donna laughed as she stepped from the shower.

It was true, the statuesque blonde realized as she dried herself. She was getting to be completely debauched, a true libertine. But dear God, if her sensual, lust-driven behavior was so wrong… why did she suddenly feel happy, complete, satisfied for the first time in her whole life?

Donna threw, a robe on and padded down the hall. Her pussy was wet again, and not from the water splashed on it in her recent shower. Thinking about all of the delicious things she and the boys had done together was making Donna horny all over again! Her nipples were two tiny points of arousal in the front of her silky robe as she entered the kitchen. Maybe some food would calm her system.

The sound of a key turning in the lock froze Donna in mid-reach for a jar of jam. The lovely blonde straightened up and shut the refrigerator door, starting for the front room. The boys were home! Donna could feel the juice starting in her restless cunt again as she entered the hallway anxiously. She wondered what exotic, nasty things she and her lovers would try this time as the door opened.

"Lennie, darling, is that you?" Donna sighed. "Is Byron with you? Did you win your football game, my darlings?"

Byron and Lennie exploded through the open door, rolling to a stop against the far wall. Paul Long swaggered in after them, Lennie's house key still clutched in his big hand.

"Sorry these shits tripped, Mrs. Spaulding," Paul said to the suddenly ashen faced blonde. "They had a little trouble remembering who was boss in this neighborhood, so I helped 'em remember."

Donna looked at Lennie who had the beginnings of a nasty black eye. Byron's lip was split and he looked as if his face had been pummeled.

"I waited at your house till two in the morning," Paul said to Donna, his tone menacing. "You never showed."

Paul gestured to the boys. "So I found these two weasels this morning and persuaded them to tell me all about what happened last night – after I talked 'em into leaving their football game a little early."

Byron shook his head groggily. "Didn't want to tell him, Donna. Swear to God! But he just kept beatin' the shit out of me and Lennie until… until."

The tortured boy's voice broke off into a sob. Byron looked down at the carpet where he lay, unable to meet Donna's eyes.

Donna turned to Paul, fury etched in her delicate features. "You bastard! You slimy, disgusting bastard! How could you?"

Paul grinned and went over to the boys. He grabbed each of them and yanked them to their feet.

"Easy, bitch! Watch this!" Paul growled to Donna as he shoved the boy's roughly out onto the hall.

Donna heard the boys' feeble attempts to get away, the loud slap of Paul's fists wreaking havoc on the two smaller boys, the sound of the door to the garage being thrown open. There was a crash as Paul shoved the two boys out into the garage, then a slam and the sound of the lock being turned.

"And you better not try and get in until me and blondie get done!" Paul yelled. "I got some hot fuckin' to do on that sweet cunt!"

Donna shut the door to her room and locked it as she heard Paul returning. She went to the phone, agonizing over whether or not to call the police.

"Hey, cunt!" Paul was pounding at the locked door. "Don't you ever learn anything?"

There was a splintering crack as the light wood door flew open under the assault of Paul's size-ten boot. The muscular, angry youth stalked across the room and yanked the phone from Donna's limp hand.

"You don't need this, bitch," Paul laughed, tearing the phone out of the jack in the wall. "I've got what you need right here."

Paul began to unzip his pants. Donna could see that his big prick was already half hard. He pulled off his shirt and threw jt in the corner.

"You don't need this robe, baby," Paul hissed, catching Donna easily in his big hands and peeling the robe from her struggling body.

"No!" Donna said hopelessly, knowing her half-hearted attempts to get away were useless. She still twisted in the boy's rough grasp.

"Stop it, cunt!" Paul growled, hitting Donna solidly across the face with the back of his hand. "You know you want my big prick more than you want those cocks you're always suckin'!"

Stars exploded in Donna's head as the boy's huge paw collided with her face. She felt herself being picked up, carried to the bed, dumped on the soft surface. Before the stunned widow could react, Paul was naked beside her, his thick fingers toying and tugging at her nipples. The tiny nubs began to grow beneath the boy's expert stimulation, much to Donna's disgust.

Paul bent and plopped a spongy nipple between his lips. His hot suction, the feel of his rough, hungry tongue gliding over the tender surface of Donna's sensitive tit brought a long, low moan from the woman.

"Ha, you like it!" Paul looked up triumphantly into Donna's cool blue eyes. "You ritzy-titsy, stuck-up bitches are all alike. You want suckin' and fuckin' as much as the sleaziest cunt on the street – the sleazy cunts are just more honest about it, baby!"

Paul went back to Donna's big luscious tits. His hot sucking and tiny love-nips brought another flurry of moans and groans from Donna, much to her embarrassment.

Donna fought her own hungry urges as best she could, but she soon found that her boiling cunt was winning. It was no use. Paul's experienced tit-sucking was making Donna's huge tits come alive with burning need. The hot, slick oil was bubbling up out of her pussy lips.

Paul worked a finger into the slippery slabs of cunt meat and ground it deep into Donna's juicing fuck-hole. He cackled with delight as he sucked her throbbing tits when he found her pussy so wet and willing beneath his teasing finger.

"Your pussy knows what you want, sleazy bitch!" Paul looked up at the moaning woman once more. "That sweet honey-hole of yours knows it wants this, baby, even if you say you don't!"

Paul straightened up in bed, his pulsing cock standing proudly out. Donna eyed his ten-inch cock hungrily, remembering how hard it had made her cum the last time Paul had fucked her.

"Suck it, bitch!" Paul commanded arrogantly. "Get down here and show me how much you want my hot fuckin'!"

Donna hesitated. She hated the boy for his cruelty, his desire to see her crawl before him and worship his huge prick with her mouth.

But she slowly crawled down the bed just as he had ordered her. There was no point in resisting now, as excited as her juicy cunt was, as hard and hungry as her big tits felt! She did want the boy's big fucker rammed up into her again, that was the terrible, embarrassing truth that Donna had to live with.

"That's it, cunt," Paul whispered, excited to a frenzy at the sight of the beautiful older woman obeying his every whim. "Lick my cock. Lick it till it shines with your hot spit. Lick it until it's so slippery it just glides right into your tight pussy!"

Donna groaned helplessly, feeling her cunt tighten as she lapped at the boy's hot, velvety cockhead and heard him talk about her wet, slippery pussy.

The stunning widow was aroused in spite of herself. She began licking Paul's towering prick insatiably.

"That's it, you hot cunt!" Paul panted. "Suck it! Suck my big prick before I fuck your brains out with it!"

Donna obliged willingly, all pretense gone now, burned away by the heat building within her wet cunt. The stunning blonde slurped and lapped at the fiery cockshaft. She tongued out a big wad of hot spit and spread it lovingly from the head of the huge prick down the sides until the whole throbbing cockshaft gleamed.

Paul sighed at the feathery brushes of Donna's liquid tongue against his sensitive cock. The prick-hungry blonde ovaled her lips and pushed them down over the boy's big helmet-like prickhead.

"Ohhh, baby! Suck me!" Paul groaned. "You suck my cock so good, you sweet bitch!"

Donna gurgled happily and moved her lips downward, lost in the delicious sensation of gobbling hard, hot teenaged cock. Donna pushed her lips downward until nearly all of the enormous cock was between them. The thick cocktip poked into her throat and the curly hairs at the lip-stretching base tickled her nose.

"Ohhhh, baby, take it all!" Paul groaned, out of his mind with lust at the sight of the sensational blonde forcing most of his rigid prick into her willing lips. "Suck me hard! Get every inch of it in that long, pretty neck of yours, blondie! Eat my big prick!"

Donna felt the out of control teenager's hands on the back of her head, pushing her downward still farther. She didn't panic. She opened her throat and kept from gagging. In seconds, Donna's beautiful face was gliding up and down the thick cock, sucking it all in with every insistent lunge.

"Suck it! Suck that big cock!" Paul chanted softly under his breath, forcing Donna's mouth onto his prick again and again. "Unnnggghhh, ohhhh, babeeee! Lick it, you pretty bitch!"

Donna worked her tongue faster around the thumping cockshaft. She could see the boy's balls tightening; feel his heart pounding faster and faster through the blood coursing in his engorged prick as she sucked it.

Donna was whimpering with desire as she mouthed his hot prick. Her pussy was pouring out waves of clear, slippery cunt juice. Her stiff clit cried out for release.

At the last moment, Paul sensed her frenzied lust. He pushed Donna roughly away and turned her long, lush body around as easily as he might have hefted a rag doll.

"Suck me off, cunt," the boy told her gruffly. "While I eat your pussy juice! Give me lots of that sweet stuff, baby! I love a good, hot mouthful of cunt cream from a pretty bitch like you… especially when she's gulpin' down my fizz!"

Donna didn't have time to answer. She didn't even have time to think.

Paul's mouth was on her wet pussy, sucking out the searing cunt cream, lapping hungrily at Donna's tender clit. The surprised blonde moaned and found Paul's long, thick cock fucking into her mouth. She sucked at the slippery fuck-pole as Paul teased her clit unmercifully with his lively, experienced tongue.

Donna felt her cum-need boiling up like an overflowing caldron. She sucked hard at Paul's fat cock as he rammed it in and out of her ovaled lips, her cunt beginning to clench spasmodically around his tongue.

"Ummmmpphhh!" Donna gurgled as the furious orgasm clasped through her contracting pussy.

Paul let out a matching, passionate rumble of joy as his big balls jerked and the first wad of fiery cock cream filled the moaning widow's throat. The boy fucked his cock frantically into Donna's nursing lips, emptying huge jets of thick jism into her mouth with each frenzied cock-thrust.

Donna had never had such a flood of jizz in her life, not even when Lennie and Byron had both jacked off in her face at the same time! The heady-tasting, slippery cum filled her mouth again and again, and she gulped it down hungrily, lost in the spasming goodness of her own climax.

The aroused blonde kept licking and sucking at Paul's long prick until she could tease not another drop of the delicious jizz from its spongy head. Donna licked and licked at the smooth, hard surface, surprised at the boy's ability to stay hard as a rock even after he had stepped blasting the heated cum into Donna's mouth.

Paul stopped licking Donna's clit, realizing that her turn was slowly dying away. He raised his juice-slick face from her pussy and grinned.

"You loved that, didn't you, you stuck-up blonde cunt?" He gloated to Donna. "You really liked blowing my big prick and swallowing my jizz, didn't you?"

Donna didn't answer. She kept on sucking gently at the arrogant, dangerous teenager's engorged prick, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of telling him how hard he had made her cum.

Paul laughed. "Still too good to admit you love it, huh? Well, I know how to make a nose-in-the-air bitch like you beg for it!"

The boy pulled his fat cock from Donna's sucking lips and grabbed her roughly once more. He got up onto his knees and flipped Donna around so that she was kneeling on all fours.

"It'd be a real crime to waste a cock as big and stiff as this one… and a pussy as wet and slippery as this," Paul told Donna gruffly as he steadied her hips and pushed his hard cockhead against her slick cunt lips. "Now wouldn't it, you hot blonde bitch?"

The huge pricktip split Donna's elastic pussy mouth with well-greased ease. She moaned as the thick cockhead filled her small cunt sheath, followed by inches and inches of hard, hot prickmeat.

"Tell me how you love it, baby!" Paul demanded, rubbing his pussy-stretching cock teasingly against Donna's clit but not really giving her enough to satisfy. "Tell me how much you want me to fuck you, blondie! Tell me how good my big cock feels up in that tight cunt of yours!"

Donna mewled and wiggled her aroused cunt against the invading monster, but she refused to beg for it. Paul laughed and fucked his big prick into Donna all the way, mashing her erect clit nearly flat with his porn.

"Tell me!" he teased.

The lovely blonde moaned and bit her lip. The boy's prick was so big… so hot. So incredibly good up inside her yearning cunt! But she couldn't beg this disgusting bully for more degradation… could she?

Paul reached over to the night stand and grabbed ajar of cold cream. He threw the cap across the room and mushed a huge gob of the cold, slick cream up into Donna's tight ass pucker, his prick still buried all the way to the balls in her cunt.

Donna shivered uncontrollably as the boy began finger-fucking her ass and rotating his cock teasingly against her throbbing clit. He fucked his slippery finger faster and faster into the moaning woman's tight ass, feeling it loosen and heat up.

"Tell me, bitch!" Paul whispered urgently, stopping his hot fuck-strokes for a moment. "Tell me how much you want it, cunt!"

Donna bit her lip and whimpered. The boy had her so hot already. He wasn't even fucking her yet, really, and her wet cunt slit was boiling over with desire. Her asshole was sucking at his finger.

"Ohhhh, fuck me!" Donna blurted out at last. Paul laughed and pulled his huge cock abruptly out of the woman's cunt. Donna turned, her face contorted with disappointment and raw desire.

"What?" Donna moaned, desperate to feel his big cock fucking into her hungry cunt lips once more. "Why… why'd you pull it out of me?"

Paul pushed Donna flat on her stomach and grinned. "Oh, you're gonna get it, baby. Don't worry about that. But you're gonna get it my way!"

Bewildered, Donna started to push back up onto her hands and knees. She felt Paul's big hand holding her firmly, the head of his large prick nudging up against her cream-slick asshole.