Jim was getting deeper into his passion for his mother. He tried on her underwear a few more times, and whenever he jerked off, he had her body in mind. Even when he went out with the kids, he was thinking about his mother.
One Saturday afternoon while he sat around the soda shop with some of his friends, someone said something that took his mind off Peg and her luscious body.
"No, I'm not kidding," Chuck was saying. "Larry said she fucked them all."
"Who?" Jim asked with eager interest.
"Chuck is trying to tell us that he knows a chick who fucks any guy who comes to her door," Tom said.
"She does," Chuck insisted. "Larry and Dennis and all those guys fucked her already."
"Chuck, don't be a jerk. Those guys are putting you on, Joe said. "No chick is going to fuck anybody, especially those creeps."
It did sound suspicious to Jim, but he was so horny he didn't want to take a chance of missing any possibility. He asked Chuck for more information.
"She lives over on Elm Street," he said. "Larry was walking down the street when she opens the door of her car, and a whole bag of groceries falls out all over the place. So, naturally, Larry helps her pick them up and she invites him in the house. Before he knew what was happening, she's shoving her tits in his face and he fucks her. A few days later, he goes over there again with Dennis and some other guys and she takes them all on."
Chuck was so excited about telling his story that his eyes were bulging and his face was red. Jim's cock, which was always semi-erect with thoughts of Peg, was now fully stiff and beating in his jeans.
"What's she look like?" he asked Chuck.
"Well, Larry said she's not bad," Chuck said.
"Yeah, not bad," Joe said. "If Larry said she's
not bad, she must be a real dog. If she were only ugly, he would have said she was good-looking. His taste is up his ass."
Jim had to agree about Larry, but he was still interested.
"Well, maybe we could check her out before getting too far into this thing. Then, if she's really all right, we can try and get laid. What the fuck, we've got nothing to lose."
"What are you going to do?" Tom asked. "Go up to her door and take a look at her, then just leave if she turns out to be a hag?"
"Well, we can think of something that will make it easy," Jim said. "One of us can go to her door for some made-up reason, get a look at her, then let the others know what she's like."
When Jim saw that the other guys weren't interested in his plan, he got angry and said, "You guys just don't want to get laid. What a bunch of pansies." He was truly disappointed in his buddies.
"Well if you're such a hot-shot, why don't you go up to her door and see her?" Joe said.
"Yeah, you don't mind doing that, do you?" Tom chimed in.
"At least Jim is going to get fucked a lot sooner than the rest of us," Chuck said. "We'll just sit here and our cocks will rot."
Jim felt nervous about going to that woman's door. But he'd made such a big deal out of it, it would be hard for him to back out now. His hard cock kept his courage up.
"Okay, I'll do it," he said, and felt his pulse quickened.
The guys got up and slipped out of the booth they were sitting in. They paid their bill and went out. Elm Street was only a few blocks away, and they headed in that direction. Jim was getting shy, but he was determined to go through with this.
"Tell me," he said, "how old is she supposed to be?"
"Larry said she's not too old," Chuck said.
Jim was having more and more doubts, but, still, he was determined.
They headed down Elm and planned their strategy. Jim would go to her door and say he was looking for a made-up name. The chick would tell him that there was no one by that name there and he would either split with the information about her looks, or he would get invited in, in which case, the other guys would come looking for him and also get invited in. It seemed simple and foolproof.
As they walked down Elm Street, Chuck pointed out the house.
"There," he said, "the one with the green shutters."
Jim felt a lump in his throat, but his cock was getting even harder at the thought that his first fuck might be coming up. He had to adjust the rod in his pants so he could continue walking. He told the guys to stay there, behind some bushes and watch what happened. Then, taking a deep breath to calm himself, he began walking toward the house.
He jammed his hands in his pockets to help hide the bulge that his prick was pushing out in front of him, and tried to act normally. As he walked up the front steps, he peered into the windows for a peek at the woman who lived there, but he didn't see a thing. He rang the bell.
As he waited for someone to answer, he felt like running, but his hard-on seemed to anchor him there. He hoped there wouldn't be anyone home and he was ready to leave when he heard footsteps. This was it, and he would have to do his best. The door swung open and he found himself staring at a gorgeous chick.
The first thing he saw was a pair of gigantic tits emerging into the light. They were followed by a beautiful face. The chick was about twenty-five; blond, and a horny guy's perfect wet dream.
"Hello," she said.
"Hi," Jim blurted. "Uh, is… uh, Carl…Carl Schmitt here?"
"Who?" the chick asked with a giggle.
"What?" Jim said as his eyes snapped back up to her eyes from her jugs. "Oh, uhh. Carl Carlheimmer. Uh, is he here?"
"No. You must have the wrong address," she said.
Jim stood there for a few seconds, looking and waiting. He gave her every chance to invite him in for a fuck, but when she didn't, he turned to leave. He tripped on the stair and almost fell on his face before getting away.
His face was burning with a combination of emotions. Well, he'd kept up his part of the plan. She was gorgeous, but it didn't seem to do him any good. He couldn't imagine a chick wanting to fuck Larry, then blowing a chance at him. It was a wound to his young pride.
"Well?" all the guys asked at once when he got back to their lookout.
"She's a real dish," he said. "Big tits, pretty face, the works. But she didn't invite me in or anything."
The guys all sat down on the curb in a line. They asked Jim to describe her over and over.
"Maybe Larry was bullshitting after all," Tom said.
"But Dennis told me, too, and he doesn't lie, Chuck said.
"Well, why don't you go back there and tell her that she fucked a few friends of ours and she should fuck us too," Jim said to Chuck.
"Maybe if we all went back and asked for that made-up name again, and said that our friends Larry and Dennis told us he lived there, she would catch on and invite us in," Chuck said, his eyes bulging again.
Why don't you go ask her?" Jim said. "I'm not going back there."
All the guys agreed that Chuck should go, but he refused unless someone went with him. Finally, Tom agreed to go too. Jim told him to ask for Carl Carlstein.
"That's a dumb name," Chuck said as he and Tom left them.
Chuck rang the bell and was soon confronted with the big tits that Jim had reported on.
"Is Carl Carlstein here?" he asked.
"What is this? Some sort of joke?" the chick asked with a laugh.
"No," chuck said. "A couple of friends of ours told us he lived here. Uh, Larry and Dennis told us. Do you know them?"
"Just a minute," the chick said and disappeared.
Chuck and Tom looked at each other with hope
in their eyes. It seemed like a long shot, but if they got a chance to fuck that chick, it would be the greatest thing they could imagine. Their pricks began to stir as they stood there waiting. Jim and Joe, watching from a few doors away, saw that things were going a little better titan they had for Jim. They began to get their hope up too.
The chick came back to the door and told the guys to come in. Chuck and Tom began to tremble with the prospects before them, and Jim and Joe's hearts leapt when they saw their friends go into the house. The plan was, if Chuck and Tom got in, Jim and Joe would come back; They wondered if they should wait a few minutes or go tight away.
Chuck and Tom followed the chick through the house to the kitchen. When they got there, they had a shock. There was another woman there.
"Here they are, Mom," the chick said to the other woman. "I'll leaving now. See you later. Bye-bye, fellows."
The chick disappeared, leaving the guys in the kitchen with the other woman, and they saw that she didn't look much like her daughter, the chick who had answered the door. In fact, she looked just like the sort of woman who would fuck Larry and Dennis.
Jim and Joe decided to wait a few minutes,
but in their excitement, they mistook ten seconds to be three or four minutes, and they started for the house where their friends had entered. As they walked to the front door, they saw it open and the gorgeous chick step out. They were surprised to see her leaving just after Chuck and Tom had gone in.
When the girl saw them, she said, "Your friends are inside. Go right in." Then she giggled and shook her head as she walked away.
Jim and Joe looked at each other in amazement as they stumbled up the front stairs. They opened the door and walked in.
"Who's there," a voice cried.
"Uh, we're looking for our friends," Jim said. "Ohhhhh, come right in," the voice said. As Jim and Joe made their way to the kitchen, the first thing they saw was their buddies standing there and looking dismal. They walked into the kitchen and looked around. There was an old woman standing at the refrigerator, pulling out bottles of milk, Coke and other goodies.
"I'm always so glad to have some nice, young boys drop in," she was saying.
She was older than any of their mothers, sort of on the fat side and not really good-looking by any stretch of the imagination. Could this be the woman they'd been talking about? By the way she was glaring at them, they knew she was.
She asked them their names, they told her and she introduced herself as Mrs. Nerdak. She put glasses, bottles of milk, and soda, and bags of cookies on the table and told them to dig in. She stood there wringing her hands and glaring at them and the guys didn't know what to do. They were thinking about Larry and Dennis and how they'd gotten themselves into this mess by listening to what those two characters said. Larry and Dennis would fuck a snake, and they were each cursing themselves for letting those two weird guys turn them on to this old lady.
Chuck poured himself a Coke and took a cookie, then the other guys did the same. They came there with another hunger, but now cookies seemed to be a good deal.
"We'll have a regular party," Mrs. Nerdak said. "I'll put on some music."
She left the room and the guys looked at each other with expressions that made their disappointment obvious.
"We could slip out the back door," Joe said.
"Are you kidding?" Chuck said. "I think we're going to get laid."
"You've got to be kidding," Tom said. "You mean you want to fuck that old bag?"
"Well, she's not what I had in mind, but she's better than nothing," Chuck said with cookie
crumbs falling from his full mouth.
"We can't just leave," Jim said. That would be mean. But I'm not going to fuck her. Hell, she's older than my mother." As he said that, he thought of Peg, and his shriveled prick began to grow again. His mother was a dish, and Mrs. Nerdak was a mess.
The sound of rock music came from the living room and Mrs. Nerdak came back. She was clicking her fingers and shaking her hips to the rhythm of the music. The guys were all taking a good look at her. Actually she wasn't that bad. Her face was plain, but not unpleasant. Her body seemed lumpy without shape, but now that she was moving around, they could see an ample set of jugs moving round in her dress and her hips seemed firm and wide. She was a bit heavy, but that didn't disqualify her as a possible fuck.
The guys looked at each other again, and they could tell by each other's expressions that they were having a change of mind. Except for Chuck, of course, who had wanted to fuck her from the first and who was stuffing so many cookies into his mouth that he might not be in shape to fuck the woman before long.
"Let's take the cookies and things into the other mom," Mrs. Nerdak said. "Who wants to dance?"
The guys followed her into the living room
where the music was blaring. From behind, they could see her ass swinging and they thought that in the right clothes she might not look too bad. The bag-like housedress made her look like a wrestling match inside a sack, but the boys used their imaginations and pictured a body like the ones they'd seen in their skin magazines.
"I love parties," Mrs. Nerdak said as she grabbed Jim and dragged him to the middle of the room and made him dance with her.
At first he felt foolish dancing with that old lady there in her living room with his buddies watching, but she was having so much fun he couldn't help catching her cheery mood. He began to swing his ass to the music and couldn't take the grin off his face.
Mrs. Nerdak proved to be an indefatigable dancer as she danced with every one of them. The record ended and the guys were all hot and sweating and only wanted to drink some Coke and rest, but the old girl just seemed to be warming up.
"Let me do my act for you boys," she said with surprising enthusiasm. "I used to be on the stage, you know."
When she pulled an old seventy-eight record from a shelf and put it on, it became clear what stage she'd been on. A raucous version of St. Louis Blues beat through the room, and Mr. Nerdak
began moving expertly to the heavy drumming.
The guys had never seen a real burlesque show, but they'd all seen them imitated on TV and knew immediately that she was an old stripper. Their eyes widened as they watched with renewed interest.
"Sadie Snapper was my stage name. You've probably heard of me," she said.
They hadn't, but they didn't say so. They just watched silently and hoped she would give them the real show. She was moving to the sensual beat, looking like a clumsy old stripper, but there was something about her that was obviously genuine.
When she lifted a hand to the top button on her dress, all the guys' pricks stiffened a little more, but she dropped her hand without unbuttoning. They were disappointed, but they didn't realize that a good stripper depended on teasing her audience. Before long, she lifted her hand again and unbuttoned die two top buttons.
As she danced now, the boys could see the valley between her tits and the tops of the mountains of flesh shaking. Then she unfastened a few more buttons, showing the black bra she was wearing. Now she unbuttoned the rest of the buttons, then turned her back on them. As she shook her ass in their direction, she pulled the dress down over her shoulders. The guys were
going wild.
Mrs. Nerdak spun around suddenly, showing her bra-clad tits to the guys. They watched in horny awe as the big knockers heaved one way, then the other. The bra was being tested for strength by holding those bouncing boobs as the woman swung them violently.
A pink nipple began to sneak over the left cup of the bra, but the stripper shoved it back down. Each of the kids was silently rooting for her to take off the bra, and Chuck finally yelled, "Take it off!"
They could tell by the way she smiled at Chuck that she liked having them yell at her like that, so they all took up the cry. Their chanting encouraged Mrs. Nerdak to lift her hand beneath her to the snap of her bra. She unfastened it, but held it in place as she continued dancing.
Then, turning her back again, she took the bra off and threw it over her shoulder at the boys. They howled in delight. The woman turned with her arms crossed over her tits, holding them flattened against her chest. Then, slowly, she dropped her arms and showed her jugs to the boys.
The knockers weren't in bad shape considering the old girl's age. They moved freely with her dancing, and each kid wanted to grab them. Stooping somewhat, Mrs. Nerdak swung the tits
around in a circle, then changed direction, swinging them the other way. Then, grabbing one and stopping it, she sent it flying in the opposite direction. The guys applauded as her tits spun around in different directions while her body bobbed up and down.
When the tits crashed together finally, Mrs.
Nerdak began another phase of the dance. The music had slowed and so had her body. Her dress was hanging around her hips, and she grabbed it and began to unfasten more buttons. In a few seconds her dress was lying around her feet and she was standing there in a pair of bikini undies.
The guys stared with shocked eagerness at the dark bush that showed through the sheer panties she wore. Now they could see her body totally and, although she wasn't a beauty, every one of them was dying to stick his prick up her cunt. Her stomach moved with the rhythm of her dance almost as frantically as her tits.
Mrs. Nerdak turned and shook her ass at the boys and the sight made the kids' hearts flutter. They began yelling for her to take it off again.
The stripper slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her last garment, but she only pulled it down an inch; just enough to make the boys gasp and drool. Then she slowly began tugging the panties down. She lowered them to the tops of her
pubic triangle and turned around again.
The guys watched her ass come into view as she pulled down the undies. Without the filmy garment to hold her ass, it really began to fly around. They could almost hear the cheeks slapping against each other. When the panties fell around her feet, she stepped out of them and stood totally naked in front of the guys with her back still toward them. Just then the record stopped.
"Oh, shit!" she said. "Will one of you boys turn the record over?"
As she stood there with her back to them, the guys looked at each other to see who would get the show started again by flipping the record. Finally, Jim went to the machine, and without taking his eyes from the big ass behind that lady, turned over the record. As soon as the music started, Mrs. Nerdak began gyrating again.
The boys were drooling with sexual greed. Finally, she turned to them, favoring them with the sight of her rather lumpy body. Still dancing, she showed the guys her black, furry twat. Chuck got up and walked toward her as if in a trance. Mrs. Nerdak grabbed her tits and held them as she pumped her hips back and forth. The guys could see the fleshy lips of her cunt beneath the curls.
She let herself fall back on the couch with her legs spread and her pussy thrust out at them.
Chuck seemed to be the only kid with enough sense to start undressing. The others just sat and stared at the unusual sight of a real, live cunt.
Mrs. Nerdak began beckoning to the boys with her hands as she kept pushing her pussy out at them. Suddenly, they seemed to become aware of Chuck pulling his pants down. He had his pants around his ankles, and his prick stood out stiffly as he shuffled to the old girl on the couch.
"That's a good boy," the naked woman said. "Come to Sadie Snapper. She'll take care of you."
Chuck stumbled into the grip of her heavy thighs, and the other boys saw Mrs. Nerdak's legs close around him. His ass moved with his effort to impale her pussy, then began to pump.
"Ooohhhh, ahhhhh," Mrs. Nerdak moaned. "That feels so gooooood."
The others began pulling their pants down too. Joe got into position behind Chuck, assuring that he would be the next to fuck her. Jim and Tom rushed up too, their pants down and pricks throbbing as they watched the magic ritual of fucking. It was as if fucking were only a figment of their youthful imagination until that moment when they saw it actually happening.
Chuck was grabbing at the woman's tits as he kept his prick plunging up her cunt. This was his first fuck, and although the sensation of her pussy
stretched over his cock was sensational, he was also greedy for her tits.
Mrs. Nerdak was wearing an expression of extreme pleasure; her mouth gaped open and her eyes were shut tight. Joe reached out and took one of her tits into his hand while his buddy kept fucking her. Chuck was grunting with ecstasy, and Joe couldn't wait until his friend was finished to start himself
Chuck came to rest on the comfortable fat of the lady below him, but Joe grabbed his shoulder and pulled him out of the way of his own fuck.
Chuck let his limp body fall back, and Joe scrambled between her thighs. He thrust his prick at her cunt, but apparently missed and Mrs. Nerdak let out a howl of pain.
Joe thrust again and again, but each time he only managed to make the old stripper holler.
"Just a goddam minute!" she finally yelled. "You'll bang my old box black and blue."
The guys saw Joe stop pumping his hips and Mrs. Nerdak reach down into her crotch. They knew that she was taking his prick in her hand and guiding it to her snatch. In a few seconds, she sighed with pleasure and Joe began pumping smoothly and rhythmically. As they watched his ass sliding back and forth, they could imagine how it must feel to have their pricks in the slippery
tunnel of a pussy.
Mrs. Nerdak was howling with joy now, and the guys who hadn't fucked her were getting so excited that they were stroking their own pricks. Chuck was lying on the floor, his prick sagging and wet.
Joe screamed like a wild man as he came. When Joe staggered back, leaving the pussy free, Jim stepped toward it but not fast enough. Tom edged him out and got into position. Jim was so anxious by this time that waiting far Tom seemed unbearable, but there wasn't anything to do but wait.
Tom didn't have much trouble getting plugged in, and Jim was grateful for that. He hoped he would be able to slide in easily when his turn came. Meanwhile, he watched Tom and Mrs. Nerdak go at it. She was going wild now, and the thought that he was going to have his cock inside her crazily writhing body soon seemed too good to be true.
When Tom grunted with orgasmic bliss, Jim knew that his long years of horniness as a virgin were about to end. With a few last thrusts, Tom sent the last of his gism into the old cunt, then stepped away from Mrs. Nerdak's thighs. Jim's head was spinning and he was already breathing excitedly.
With his eyes glued on the woman's crotch, he went to her. She was still moving as if she had a
cock in her, so Jim supposed that she was so fucked-out that she didn't know what was happening any longer. He got down on his knees add brought his prick to her pumping cunt. When she felt his body near her, she reached out and grabbed him in a tight, hot embrace. Jim felt his chest covered with warm, soft tit-flesh and sweaty thighs encircling his waist.
He jabbed his prick at the hairy mound of her cunt a few times before feeling her lips part on either side of his jerking cock-head. Jim sank his huge tool its full length up her flowing tunnel. Mrs. Nerdak let out a howl that made her previous wails sound like a cat purring, and all the guys knew that
Jim's oversized prick had had its effects.
The sensation of having his cock held in the grip of a pussy was greater titan Jim ever dreamed. Her old pussy was contracting in spasms on his prick as he began pumping, making the slippery tube feel even more fantastic.
Having waited while he saw his friends fucking this chick had brought Jim's gism to a simmer and it wouldn't take much of her cuntal action on his prick to bring it to a boil. With every, stroke, Jim felt his passion rising until he was one big ball of ecstasy. He wished it would last longer, but he was about ready to shoot.
His cock felt like it was a burning torch and the
pleasure was not only better, but different, than when he jerked off. He felt his prick explode with searing gism in Mrs. Nerdak's cunt. Now, every stroke sent a flash of ecstasy through him as his cock kept spitting the hot cream into her. If he could have watched himself fucking her, he would have seen that his thrusts sent her body shaking so her tits quivered without rest.
He finally stopped coming and he stopped ramming his rod into hen Like the others, he let himself fall back and made himself comfortable on the floor. He watched the woman slowly stop gyrating her hips when she realized there weren't any more pricks coming her way.
"Ooohhh, I love parties," she said as her big body came to rest. Now that the guys had all left their loads in her pussy, they were eager to get out of there and talk about that weird scene. Chuck was already getting his pants on, and the others were soon pulling their clothes on.
"Thanks a lot, Mrs. Nerdak," Jim said as he was buttoning up.
"Yeah, thanks," the others repeated.
She finally sat up. "Come back any time, fellows," she said. "Next time I'll get out some of my old costumes and we'll have a real show."
As the boys left, they all took a last look at the woman who had taken their virginity. She wasn't
their idea of a hot chick, but they would never forget her.
They walked down the street without saying a word, but Chuck finally broke the silence.
"Let's go back tomorrow. She's a nice lady," he said.