Later that same evening, Neil Lockwood was sitting in the living room watching TV when the doorbell rang.
Neil was a tall teenager, mature for his age and well muscled in a sinewy way, who was just beginning to become excited about girls. He was starting to notice them as something other than soft creatures with strange interests and peculiar habits, which was how he'd thought of them up till now.
So far, he'd been too unsure of himself to do anything about his feelings, but he felt sure that someday the opportunity would come his way.
Although he didn't know it when he answered the doorbell, that day had arrived.
"Oh, hi, Flora," he greeted her warmly. "C'mon in!"
He was always pleased to see Flora Enwright. He enjoyed her company and that of her son Joey. Lately, though, Joey had been taking more interest in his sister Heidi than in him. Flora looked a bit disappointed.
"Hello, Neil. Is your father home?"
"No, he had to go out right after dinner. And Heidi is on a date with Joey. So as your host, what would you like to drink?" Neil had always been proud of his manners.
"Huh, nothing thanks. Do you know where Tom is?"
"No, not exactly. He said something about meeting his secretary. He tried to make it sound like business, but you know what? Sometimes, I think there's something going on with those two!"
Flora seated herself on the edge of the couch and sighed. "I wouldn't be at all surprised," she said, sounding rather wistful.
Neil sat down next to her and said, "Flora, is anything, wrong? You seem sort of, well… troubled."
In fact, Flora had come over here tonight with the idea of seducing her big-cocked boss. Her son and Heidi had gone off on their date and were no doubt fucking around in the back seat of some car at this very moment.
Left alone in her house, Flora had had nothing else to do except think back to that wonderfully depraved scene in Tom's office this morning. And the more she thought about it, the hornier she got.
She'd come to Tom's house to get him to fuck her naughty little pussy, only to find that he was off somewhere stuffing his big prick up Olive's well-trained cunt hole.
Flora smiled at Neil and patted his hand. "No, dear. It's nothing you'd understand."
"Yeah, sure! That's what everyone tells me! You'll understand in a few years. Wait until you're a little older. What they really mean is that I should be seen and not heard!" He slumped back against the couch and scowled down at the floor.
"Why, Neil Lockwood!" Flora gasped, startled by his outburst. "I had no idea you thought that way!"
"Well, I do." Neil forced himself to stay calm although it was damned difficult. "I probably shouldn't have sounded off like that to you. You've been a lot less guilty than some others, and I apologize. But it is the way I feel sometimes."
Flora was staring at him steadily with a new look in her eyes. She suddenly realized that she was all dressed for a seduction.
She was wearing her shortest skirt, her tightest blouse, and no underwear at all. And now that she thought about it, Neil had been sneaking looks at her big, bouncy tits and her smooth, trim legs ever since she'd got here.
Well, she told herself, Tom might be gone, but his son is certainly here! After her wild night with key, she no longer had any illusions about young boys. Once turned on, it seemed, there was no stopping them. Bless their little hearts!
"I wish I could do something to make up for the way I talked to you before, Neil," she murmured, sliding closer to him on the couch. Her warm, fleshy thigh pressed against his hip. "Something that would make you feel better…"
"That's okay, Flora," he said, "you don't have to do anything to…"
Before he could finish, she leaned aver and kissed him. Neil was too surprised to resist. Besides, the stiff tips of her tits were pressing into his side, and they felt good. Then her wet little tongue wiggled into his mouth, and that felt even better.
He'd never been kissed this way before, but his tongue seemed to know what to do. Almost with a mind of its own, his tongue slid wetly over his and slithered into her mouth, licking and worming around.
Flora cooed into his mouth and cuddled closer to him.
Neil was painfully aware that his cock and balls were tingling and quivering and the crotch of his pants was swelling up into a huge bulge. Suddenly he wanted to throw her down onto the floor, push her skirt up over her head and fuck the shit out of her. That's what all the older boys at school were always bragging they did to their girlfriends, wasn't it? And he was as grown up as any of them, wasn't he?
The very idea made him squirm his tongue around faster in her mouth. Flora's tongue was now deep in his mouth, tickling and darting back and forth like a warm, slippery snake. She was halfway onto his lap, her soft, braless tits mashed against his chest.
"Why, Neil, you naughty man," she giggled when they broke for air. "You really are grownup, aren't you?"
Calling him a man was what did it. That and the feel of her gorgeous, cuddly body in his arms and the weight of her firm little ass on his lap. Completely aroused, he cupped one of her solid, fleshy tit mounds in his hand. He squeezed her tit tightly and Flora squealed merrily.
"Oh, yeah, sweetheart," she crooned. "Play with my tits. I really like that. It makes me all warm and sexy!"
She eased herself down onto her back on the couch, pulling him down with her. He was never sure which of them had unbuttoned her blouse, but suddenly it was gapping open and her pink, jiggly tit meat was fully exposed to his wide, admiring eyes. Her delicious reddish-brown nipples were swollen with excitement.
Neil reached down with both hands and lifted her warm, silken tits on his palms, thumbing her puffy nipple buds.
Flora's reaction was immediate and wantonly exciting. She squealed and, giggled and squirmed, then purred like a kitten, arching her back and thrusting her bloated tits up into his hands with whorish urgency.
"Kiss 'em, Neil," she pleaded. "Kiss 'em and suck on 'em! That really turns me on, darling!"
Too excited to refuse her anything, Neil leaned down over her jutting tit mounds and kissed the full-blown nipples. Flora whimpered blissfully and stroked her fingers through the hair at the back of his head. He flicked his tongue out and lashed it against the thick button of her tit-tip.
"Ooohhhhhh," she mewled. "That's right, darling, lick 'em! Lick my tits!"
Neil moved his mouth back and forth between her two quivering nipples, slurping and lapping away, nibbling on them with his teeth. By the time he was done, both her tits were hot and swollen, the taut, creamy skin gleaming with his spit.
Flora took one of his hands by the wrist and moved it up under the hem of her skirt, stroking her curvy thighs with his palm. Finally, she had the flat of his hand pressing firmly against the tight curls of her cunt hair. Neil was a little surprised to find that she wasn't wearing panties.
"There, sweetheart," she cooed softly, "Now you can play with my hot little pussy!"
Neil eagerly extended his long middle finger and slipped it inside the snug folds of her cunt lips. Flora squealed loudly when his finger tip brushed against a strange little nubbin that he found quivering erect at the top of her cunt slot.
"Eeehhhhhhh! Oh, sweetheart, that's my clit! Rub it, darling, rub my stiff little clit!"
Enchanted by his new discovery, Neil stroked the fat, oily stub of her clit button, Flora continued to squeal and giggle in approval, and when he took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and pinched, she gurgled loudly in ecstasy.
After a few moments, Flora whispered, "Your finger is just wonderful, Neil, dear. But I know something that would feel a lot better! Your tongue!"
Neil was shocked at the idea. He'd heard about such things, but he'd never thought someone as lovely as Flora Enwright would ever suggest he do it. He wasn't even sure he knew how.
"Well, I, uh, that is, I've never done, uh… before," he stammered. "But, well, okay, if you, uh, want me to."
Flora grinned lewdly and raised her ass off the couch to push her skirt down. Kicking it onto the floor, she threw one leg up over the back of the couch and dangled her other foot off the edge, opening her long, luscious thighs. While Neil scooted down between her legs, she slipped her open blouse back over her arms and tossed it away.
Neil looked boldly at the mound of her pussy, at her plump, tight cunt lips and at the soft, swirly hairs of her pussy. He could see the fat nubbin of her clit and the gleaming beads of fuck juice that nestled in her fluffy cunt hairs.
"Looks good enough to eat, doesn't it?" Flora asked with a mischievous little giggle.
Without answering, Neil dipped his face down into the wide V of her thighs, sticking out his tongue and lapping up over the over the flaring lips of her cunt slot.
Flora yelped loudly, both in surprise at his lack of hesitation and at the joy of his broad, wet tongue slurping over her slippery pussy hole. She arched her ass up against his face, moaning hoarsely.
"Oh, Christ, Neil, that feels good. Oohhh, yes, dear, eat it! Eat me out!"
Immediately, her cunt crack started to dribble warm, spicy fuck cream out onto his slurping tongue. To Neil, it tasted like hot melted butter. He slashed his tongue to and fro over her savory, churning cunt mound, swallowing thirstily as her fuck juice ran into his mouth. It was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted.
"Oohhh, yes, sweetheart, yes!" she panted, her whole body flushing with her delighted appreciation. "I just love the way you tongue my cunt, darling! Don't stop!"
Stopping was the furthest thing, from Neil's mind. He'd just discovered a brand-new experience, one he was sure he would want to repeat. He attacked her slobbering pussy hole with all the gusto and zest he had in him and was quite ready to keep it up all night long.
But Flora had other ideas. Long before he was ready to quit, she pushed against his shoulders and sat up.
"W-what's the matter?" Neil stuttered, confused. "Wasn't I d-doing it right?"
"Oh, man, were you ever!" Flora giggled. "But right now there's something else we can do together. Something that'll make pussy-licking seem almost tame. Fucking!"
Shoving him down onto his back, she crouched over him and stripped off his shirt and pants. The front of his shorts thrust straight up into the air with the size of his hard-on. Flora squealed happily when she saw his hard-on, then quickly yanked his shorts down his legs and off his feet. His cock shaft leaped free, long and thick and throbbingly stiff.
"Oohhh, sweetheart," Flora cooed. "What a nice hard-on!"
She threw one leg over him and straddled his waist, her wet little cunt hole directly over his bloated cock head.
"It'd sure be a shame to let a beauty like that go to waste," she murmured as she lowered her drooling crotch down over his jutting cock pole. The tip of his prick slid easily through the snug, elastic lips of her cunt hole and plowed up between the narrow walls of her pussy channel.
Flora wailed with pleasure, then rose up, puffing his knobby cock head back over the stretched walls of her pussy tube. She gazed down at him with twinkling, brazen eyes. She dropped down again, this time the full length of his cock in her cunt until they both could feel the swollen end of his prick pressing firmly against the back of her pussy tunnel.
Neil was in heaven. He'd never imagined in his wettest wet dream that anything could be so soft and tight and warm. Her pussy gripped his cock caressingly, her smooth muscles flexing in a slow, deft rhythm.
She started pumping up and down, working her juicy cunt back and forth in a gentle semicircle.
"Ooohhhhh, I love it, Neil, I just love the way your big cock stuffs my tight little pussy! It's wonderful, sweetheart, just so fuckin' wonderful!"
Flora continued to bounce up and down atop his wide, meaty prick, mewling and babbling in sluttish delight. Then she felt his cock start to twitch and lurch against the slippery walls of her pussy and realized that he was only seconds from his climax. For a second, she was disappointed that he hadn't lasted longer.
But after all, she reminded herself, it's probably the dear boy's first time. Besides, there'll be lots more thrilling rides like this one.
She tightened the walls of her cunt tube, clamping down around his shivering cock meat as she felt him spurting and gushing his thick, creamy jism up into her pussy. His climax seemed to go on for a very long time, and she hoped that her pussy lips were snug enough to hold all of his jism in. She didn't want to lose a single hot, greasy drop of his sweet cum.
When he was finally finished, she slumped down over him, her sweaty tit meat and firm tummy against his trembling body.
"Did your father say what time he'd be home, dear?" she asked slyly.