Dwayne Murphy smiled. It came so fucking easy to him. He knew he wasn't the smartest guy around, and surely he wasn't the best looking dude in the world either, but when he was with a woman – any woman – he was on his home turf and he was carrying the ball. Every time. Every Goddamn time.
Take this lady, for example. All he had to do was smile, and she looked at him as if Tom Selleck had just called for a date. Looking into her bright blue eyes, he knew that if he wanted it, he could have, her panties off and his click up her snatch in a minute. It never failed.
It was his second day in Albany, and his first day on the job. Aunt Jo had gotten him summer work here at the university, for which he was really grateful. He could use the money.
"Now this is important," the lady was telling him, but he wasn't really listening. He was studying the curve of her tits under the rather thin, summer blouse she was wearing.
She had nice tits. A little small, sure, but they looked like perfect apples when she moved just so, and the fabric of her shirt clung to the rounded shapes. He could see the lace of her bra, outlined under the blouse, showing through, when she turned slightly toward the light.
She went on talking about the complexities of sorting and routing the huge amounts of incoming and outgoing mail, but Dwayne wasn't really listening. Fuck, he thought, anybody could handle mail!
He eyed Thalia, appraising her compact but firm-looking body.
She was at least thirty-eight, he figured, but that wasn't important. Older broads were sometimes the best fucks of all. They had been around the track a few times and knew all the nastiest tricks.
Like, Robin, his last girlfriend, had been a dynamite fuck, but she'd been cherry till she met Dwayne. Sticking his prick in her had been like fucking a mousetrap – a wet hot mousetrap – but she had never gotten the knack of sucking his cock. He'd tried often enough to teach her! Her mom, on the other hand, could gobble prick like a wolf in heat. And when he'd suggested that it might be fun to try something a little different, Mindy had rolled over and pulled her asscheeks open, so that her little brown shitter winked at him. She'd told him: "I thought you'd never ask, baby! Why don't you put that sweet tool of yours straight up my Goddamn asshole?"
Looking at Thalia now, Dwayne wondered if she'd ever taken it up the ass.
As she walked wound the vault-like room, there was a swing to her ass that suggested to Dwayne this lady might possibly be amenable to the idea.
She was petite and blonde, pretty good looking, with the promise of a nice compact body under her clothes. She kept looking back at Dwayne, and he kept smiling in his natural way, and he could feel her melting a little with each smile.
He followed her into the adjoining copy room.
"The toner is in the cabinet here. You have to check the level at least once a day. These machines get a heavy workout. Oh, would you come here, a sec? I can't quite reach it…"
She pointed up to a door in the cabinet, about four inches higher than her arm could stretch.
Dwayne brushed against her as he reached up and opened the door. He felt the pressure of her tit touching his arm, and he looked down at Thalia, smiling. Her tit was very firm and round against him, and the flutter in her eyes as he looked at her told Dwayne all he wanted to know.
Thalia backed up against the copy machine. She was breathing a little heavily. Aunt Jo had turned him over to her when she brought him to work today.
"Thalia will show you the ropes," Joanna had said, before going off to her own station.
Dwayne had had a nice little fuck yesterday afternoon, with that cute crazy blonde nymphet from next door. She could screw like a house on fire, sure, but she was just a kid and not half as hot as she thought she was.
Last night he'd gotten a flash of another delicious blonde who must have been Chloe's older sister, and he was determined to make the acquaintance of the yummy number who'd done that sexy strip while he beat his meat in appreciation.
He moved against Thalia, brushing against her with his body. He felt her shiver slightly.
Older women usually did that, when a young guy was making a play. As if they were a little unwilling, sure, but not a turn-off by any means.
He looked down at her, and she glanced away, but her eyes came back to meet his, and he knew he was going to get it, if he wanted it. He took another look, up and down Thalia, and he decided that he wanted it.
"I really appreciate your helping me out," he said, his hands coming naturally to rest on her slim waist. He touched her hipbones.
She felt very firm for a woman her age. She hadn't gone to flab at all. He eased his body against hers, brushing her with his cock-bulge for only a moment. But in that moment, she felt the power of his prick, and he saw her eyes open in surprise.
Dwayne pressed inward, stroking her again, while he held her hips and waist.
She was breathing harder, and her tits lifted and fell beneath the front of her shirt. The edge of her tie lay atop one rounded, curvy fit, and it moved up and down. His eyes followed the motion.
"What do you think you're doing, young man?" she asked in a hoarse breathless voice. "If you touch me, I'll scream…"
"There's nobody else on the floor," Dwayne whispered.
He leaned in, nuzzled her cheek, pushing back the blonde hair to get at her earlobe with his lips.
"Please!" Thalia whispered, urgency vibrating in her voice. "I don't want to do this. I'm a respectable woman. I'm a mother. I've been a widow for four years."
"Then you're probably overdue for it," Dwayne smirked, grinding his crotch against Thalia.
His prick was already half-erect inside his jeans, and the denim had begun to stretch as his cock pushed it outward. He moved up and down, giving her a full-length feel of what he had.
She drew back her hand and slapped him, hard, across the face.
His head jerked, and he caught her wrist, bending it back until she opened her mouth in choking protest. Dwayne rammed his lips to hers, fucking her mouth immediately with his thirsty tongue.
She gasped, then her body went soft under his, and she put her arms around his neck, pulling his face down tighter, closer. Her saliva began to flow into Dwayne's mouth and her tongue played with his, dueling, teasing. She spread her legs and he moved into the fork of her body, shoving his ever-hardening prick insistently against Thalia's pussy-mound.
They dry-humped for what seemed like an eternity. He could sense the hesitancy in her, and he used his mouth and hands knowingly, warming her up step by step. He opened her blouse and reached inside, cupping her small firm tits.
She wasn't wearing a bra, just a smooth satiny slip. It did nothing to contain the growing heat of her tits as he squeezed and massaged them. Her nipples hardened in his palms. Her thighs enfolded him, began to flex around his legs, her cunt-mound grinding provocatively against his jeans-bursting prick.
He kissed his way down her neck, puffing the blouse free of her shoulders as he did so. Her slip was deeply vee'd in front, and his mouth moved down onto the exposed inner cleavage of Thalia's tits.
"Oh, you shouldn't be doing this…" she gasped, running her fingers through his hair, guiding his face lower and lower into the vee of her slip.
He slid her shoulder straps down, and the garment fell, baring her tits to his eyes and mouth. They were perfect tits, with totally stiff pink nipples. Like pale cherries set atop a scoop of vanilla ice cream.
Dwayne licked his finger and stroked one of her nipples, feeling Thalia's body quiver in response. He squeezed, and she lifted upward, along low sigh coming from her. He turned his face to the other tit and let his tongue graze teasingly across the pink point.
His mouth opened, and he sucked her tit inside, feeding on her tit as if he were a nursing baby. The longer he sucked, the more vigorously he sucked, tweaking her nipple with his mouth, caressing it with his tongue.
His teeth gnawed gently into the firm cone of Thalia's tit. He felt her nipple throb against his lapping tongue. The other nipple, still squeezed between his fingers, lengthened responsively, the flesh heating up.
He leaned back, licking his lips as he smiled up at the older woman.
Thalia stood there, bare to the waist now. Her slip had fallen and her tits were heaving as she stared at Dwayne.
"What the hell am I doing?" she asked dazedly as she worked the slip down over her hips and let it slide down her legs.
Under the slip, she was wearing panties and pantyhose.
Dwayne didn't really like pantyhose, unless the lady was bare under them. He thought of the hot teenager he'd watched last night, and the garters and stockings she'd worn as she paraded nearly nude around her bedroom, and his prick got a little harder, if that was possible.
His cock was already so hard that he felt as if his pants would burst or his cock would shatter in about two more seconds. He stood up, reaching for his belt, his zipper.
"We've got to hurry," Thalia murmured, stroking his chest, leaning in to kiss him on the nipple. "Someone could walk in on us any moment."
"That makes it all the more exciting." Dwayne smiled. He lowered his pants and shorts, freeing his cock.
Thalia gasped at the sight of his prick, which was thrusting forward in full erection.
She took hold of his prick, her fist folding around it. Looking up into his eyes, she began to stroke his cock. His prick was pulsating rapidly, and she could feel the pulses through the length of his cock.
"This is insane," Thalia gasped. "Totally insane…"
But she didn't let go of his cock. Her handgrip got tighter. She offered her mouth for another kiss.
Dwayne pulled her to him, his hands sliding down her beck to yank down her pantyhose and panties. He cupped the bare cheeks of her ass and squeezed, his fingers moving into her ass crack.
Her pussy hair was silky to the touchy and the lips of her cunt were already protruding, moist from her excitement.
He knelt before Thalia, pulling her underwear all the way down to her ankles. She kicked off her shoes and he stripped her bare. He held her by the waist, while still on his knees and he started to lick her thighs, her tummy.
She leaned back, her legs open. His face moved into her crotch. There was an unmistakably sexy smell coming from her cunt, and it made Dwayne's tongue tingle in anticipation.
He sat her on the edge of the copy machine, and he lapped her pussy until her clit was sticking out, big and hard. He kissed the juicy button, his fingers busy on Thalia's ass-crack. The lips of her pussy opened to receive him, and he thrust his finger into her.
Her pussy wasn't as tight as a teenager is, but every inch of her cunt was throbbing with arousal. He straightened out his finger, fucked it in and out of her cunt, while he kept on sucking her clit. Her clit grew.
"Ahh… ahhhhh!" Thalia moaned, her legs lifting and falling around Dwayne's shoulders.
His fingers came out of her cunt and his tongue went in. He licked her inside out.
She came all over his tongue while he used his pussy-wet fingers to frig her throbbing clit. He tasted the juicy funk of her cum, which was bubbling through her pussy, and he tongue whipped her, thirsty for more.
"Oh, God!" she sobbed.
He raised his face from her cunt. He stood up and pulled her forward. Her legs enfolded him, his prick rapping against her belly, while he kissed her trembling lips.
She lapped her pussy-flavor from his mouth, giggling like a schoolgirl who'd just discovered how much fun it was to be naughty. Something in the giggle reminded him of that nutty little Chloe he'd fucked yesterday.
He stepped back as she leaned over. His cock was standing up straight and hard as a crowbar, but a hell of a lot bigger.
Thalia took his cock in both hands. She closed her eyes dreamily and rubbed his prick all over her tits, her face. Pursing her lips, she blew warm moist breath across the hard throbbing head of his cock, and then she pressed a kiss onto the cock-knob – a soft, wet kiss. The vibration of her lips made his prick get harder still.
She lapped his cock, gingerly at first, but with a growing excitement as she tasted the horny eagerness of his flesh. Her lips ovaled, and she slipped Dwayne's prick over her tongue, squeezing it with her mouth, leaving little smears of lipstick on his cockshaft.
She sucked daintily but effectively. Her mouth was knowing, her tongue sophisticated. She'd done this before, and she enjoyed doing it.
Yeah, Dwayne thought, it's always the older broads that really know how to suck cock.
Her sucking got more aggressive. She gagged a little, not used to the size he was feeding her, but she got used to it, and he fucked deeper into her mouth.
As she ate him, he had his hand busy in her crack, tickling her pussy, her clit, sometimes spearing into her pussy for a little additional stimulation. The feel of her cunt snapping and sucking around his inserted finger was nothing but a turn-on.
But it wasn't a blowjob he wanted. The feel of her pussy was making his balls balloon with lust, and he thought he might die if he didn't get his cock into the hole he'd already sucked off. He screwed his finger into her cunt, again and again, while the juice just squished out of Thalia and her pussy muscles went fucking wild around him.
He pulled Thalia's head upward, her leech like mouth reluctant to leave his cock. Her lips slid off his prick with a smack. Drool ran down her chin, and she licked her lips, a luscious twinkle gleaming in her blue eyes.
"You're terrible," she said. "I have half a mind to tell your Aunt Joanna how bad you are."
Thalia smiled in a very nasty way. The shine of her teeth made Dwayne's prick ache with the need to fuck her Goddamn brains out!
"Do you?" he asked, easing her down onto her back.
She drew her knees upward, spreading them automatically, and the wet whiskers of her cunt could not hide the open red glimmer of her aroused cunt-crack.
He put the knob of his prick against her cunt slice. He pushed, his cock easily entering her sex loose pussy. She was greasy-wet inside, and he fucked deep and true on the first stroke, burying his bone totally inside Thalia. He hit the bottom of her cunt, then pound his belly against her cunt-mound. He lifted her feet into the air and wrapped his arms around her legs.
Thalia stiffened, pressuring back against his fuck-strokes.
Dwayne began to rum her, again and again. "Deep!" she gasped. "Mmmm, baby! Deep and hard and strong! Fuck me like a man, and I'll take it like a woman…"
She was playing with her tits while he fucked her. Her fingers were savage on the nipples, pulling on them and twisting the pink points almost viciously. She moaned and squealed. The only other sounds were Dwayne's grunting pants and the soft muted thwacks of his crotch ramming against Thalia's whenever he filled her pussy with his aroused prick.
He stroked her legs while he fucked her pussy. He could feel the excitement ripple through her muscles. Her legs were long and sinuous. Her pussy was hot, and it sucked his cock ravenously, pulling him all the way into her and clenching like a vise around his swollen prick. He moaned, loving the squeezing feel of her cunt on his prick. He began to fuck harder, faster too.
"Yes, yes! Oh, Christ, yes!" she whined, reaching down to flick her clit as he fucked in and out of her hole. "Just like that, you dirty young fucker! I'm old enough to be your mother, and you're fucking me!"
His nuts bulged with its load of boiling cum. He rammed harder, her cunt widening to accept the thrusts of his bloated cock. Her pussy gaped, and he shoved. His belly ground into Thalia's crotch, and he felt as if his balls were being sucked into her cunt-hole along with the full throbbing length of his aroused prick.
She was still flogging her clit, and it was obvious that Thalia was about to pop again.
Dwayne gritted his teeth and fucked her cunt with a burning passion, a driving need to empty his balls. This was some hot piece of woman he was fucking! For the first time in his eighteen years, Dwayne Murphy found himself wondering if he would be able to go the course!
Thalia erupted in orgasm, squealing and flopping, her pussy becoming a ferocious mouth around his cock.
Her explosive reaction stimulated the boy, and he thrust again, two or three times, then stiffened and let his sperm gush into Thalia's convulsing cunt.
"Are you gonna tell Aunt Jo about that, too?" he asked later, as he helped her into her clothes. "How I fucked you and made you come like a moaning bitch?"
"No way, buster," Thalia smirked. "She might want to horn in on it. I think I'm gonna keep you my own little secret. And I may be back down after lunch to see how you're coming along. Mmmm, Dwayne, it looks like this could be a very interesting summer…"
Thalia eased the slip down over her head, and Dwayne guided it into place. He couldn't resist a patting caress of her firm round tits. Her nipples were still hard. Her face was flushed from sex, and she looked ten years younger.
Thalia was a hell of an attractive lady, he decided, and he was glad he'd fucked her. He looked forward to fucking her again.
"Who knows," she went on, "I might even come over to Jo's house and throw myself at you sometime."
Dwayne grinned. "Wouldn't she get suspicious?"
"Not really," Thalia said. "I mean, I live next door. Didn't she mention that?"
No, Dwayne thought, Joanna hadn't mentioned that at all. Christ! Thalia was the neighbor in the next house? That meant she was the mother of that nutty little nympho he'd balled yesterday! And the mother of that hot number he'd watched last night, too!
Dwayne smiled. It could be a very interesting summer…