The next day, right after school, Danny went to the Chase Museum. The carriage house in the rear, where that weird woman was living, was off limits to the public, though.
So Danny stood at the fence and peered at the old building. There were no signs of life. The windows were dark and outlined with dirt. He couldn't see into the lower floor where the Rolls would be kept.
Danny went into the museum. It was an ancient mansion – the ancestral home of the Chase's.
From the second floor of the museum, in the room full of antiques, Danny could look out at the carriage house. Now he could see into one of the rooms. But there wasn't much to see. Some old furniture, a shelf with books, a table covered with a litter of papers. Nothing he saw indicated that anyone lived there now.
Danny looked at the dusty exhibits. He'd seen them all before, of course – there wasn't much to do in Rocky Creek but go to the library or the museum. But now, as Danny shuffled from room to room, he felt a new emotion. He'd never thought about the Chases. Now, though, he wondered what that strange woman had been like as a little girl and as a teenager.
There were pictures of the Chases. Danny found several of the woman at different ages. In one picture, she was about his age. And although the outfit she wore hid every curve of her body, Danny found it sexy and exciting.
Alone there on the second floor of the mansion, he couldn't resist the urge to pullout his hard cock. He imagined that the girl in the picture could see him as he grabbed his prick.
Right there in the middle of the room, he jerked off until he came.
Something about jerking off in a public place excited him.
Danny didn't go back to the museum again. But whenever he passed by, he looked at the dim windows of the carriage house. And each time he hoped to see the old lady looking out at him. Would she invite him in? Would she fuck him?
One evening as Danny was coming home he passed the museum. He had to go out of his way to go by it. But the few extra blocks was nothing compared to the thrill of hope he felt every time he looked up at the carriage house.
A light shone from one of the windows! Denny stood at the fence and stared for a long time. Would it be possible to get closer? The thought of climbing the fence excited Danny. If the woman was there, she would be upstairs in the living quarters. The downstairs was only a garage.
Then it occurred to him that he could see if her car was there. That would be a clue, at least.
So, after looking up and down the street to make sure the coast was clear, Danny climbed quickly over the fence. He crouched low so he was hidden by the overgrown rose bushes.
Like a cat, he trotted to the side of the carriage house. He moved through the shadows to a window and peered in. There wasn't much light, only what the distant streetlights sent through the windows. But that was enough to show the boy the Rolls. Its big radiator glistened in the gloom.
So, she was there!
But now he felt disappointed. Now that he knew she was there, however, she seemed remote. After all, she very likely wouldn't want to fuck him again. The first time she was daydreaming about some old boy friend. It had been the right time and the right place. He had been lucky.
Danny decided to leave. There was no more he could do now.
But when he turned around, there was a dark figure standing a few feet away. He almost died of fright!
"I thought it might be you when I saw you climb over the fence," she said.
Danny tried to catch his breath. It had been quite a scare finding the woman standing right behind him as he turned around. She didn't sound angry, though.
"Uh, hello," he said, stalling for time to think. "I just wondered if your car was here, that's all."
"Why? Did you want to steal it?"
"No! No, of course not," he replied. "I just thought if your car was here, then so would…"
"How did you know who I was?" she interrupted. "I suppose people are talking. Well let them. Let them talk all they want. I don't care."
"Well, I guess I'd better be going," Danny said as he slid past her.
"Why were you looking for me?" she asked. Danny wanted to tell her. He wanted to say he'd been thinking about her since he fucked her, that he thought about little else. He wanted to beg her to fuck him again. But he couldn't speak.
"Would you like to come inside, I'll make you some tea," she offered. "I always have a cup of tea about this time, after my walk in the garden."
She didn't wait for an answer, but merely walked to the door and entered. Danny followed just as he had in the Murphy house – like a puppy.
They went up a curving staircase. Right before his eyes, the woman's trim ass switched back and forth in that same black dress or one just like it. Her perfume was the same too. Its exotic odor brought back the excitement of their last meeting.
Danny's prick swelled. He had to yank the front of his pants to make room for his cock so he wouldn't have to limp. He managed to get his cock adjusted before they reached the top of the stairs. There, the woman stepped aside and let Danny go ahead of her.
He found himself in the room he'd peeked into from the museum. But he hadn't been able to see the mess it was in then. Now he was amazed at the dirty cups on the floor by the couch, the plates full of crumbs everywhere, and the carpet covered with newspapers and magazines.
On one side of the room was a small alcove which contained a kitchen. A bed was near the opposite wail. The rest of the room was furnished like a living room.
"Do you really want tea?" she asked.
Day looked her up and down. The dress fit her tightly, showing off what was underneath. As Danny stared at the tops or her tits that bulged above her low neckline, his eyes widened noticeably.
"No," he said. "I don't really like tea."
"Why did you climb over the fence? Why did you want to know if I was here?" She came closer to him.
Danny still couldn't tell her of his lust. Even when he saw her glance at the bulge in his pants, he couldn't say it.
"Tell me. Please," she begged. "I want you to tell me!"
Danny realized his words would flatter the woman. And he thought she might actually fuck him again if he spoke. So he opened his mouth and forced out the words.
"I wanted to fuck you again!" he said. "I've been thinking about fucking you again every day."
As he spoke, she stepped up to him. As soon as she was within reach, they grabbed each other. Their bodies crashed together, then their mouths met.
Since the last time they were together. Danny had forgotten how desperately, almost violently, the woman kissed. She ran her hands up and down Danny's back. Her crotch arched forward, pressing against Danny's hard-on.
Danny took one of her tits into his hand. Now that he knew he was going to fuck her again, his passion flared.
Alter kissing for several minutes, the woman broke away. Immediately, she began undressing. Danny followed her example.
"I've been thinking of you, too," she said as she dropped her dress to the floor.
They were soon naked. Danny moved toward the woman, but she went to the bed. She threw the covers off, then lay down, holding her arms out to him.
Danny leaped after her. When he felt her warm body next to his, his prick vibrated!
He squeezed her as they kissed once more. And now as Danny caressed her tit, it seemed to mold itself to his hand.
This woman's tits were much different from Beth's. But they were just as exciting to handle!
Danny bent his head to reach her tits with his watering mouth. The woman caught his head and pulled it down on her tits.
Danny filled his mouth with tit-flesh. His tongue covered the woman's nipple.
"Ohhhhh!" she moaned with a rush of hot breath.
The harder Danny sucked, the more wanton were her moans. Danny sank his teeth into her tit as though it were a giant marshmallow.
He reached around her hips and grabbed her ass. The woman sighed. "Oh, suck me! Suck meeee!"
As Danny held her ass, his fingers were just over the edge of her ass.
As soon as he realized that, he began sliding his fingers deeper. Then he moved them down toward the tender gap of her crotch.
Danny kept chomping on the woman's tits. But his mind was on his fingers as they crept down lower and lower. Finally, he found the lower part of her cunt-hole.
"Abhhhh!" the woman gasped as Danny's fingers entered her pussy.
Her cunt was already dripping hot juice. Danny ran his fingers along her inner pussy lips, following those flaps of flesh to the front of her cunt.
Mrs. Chase lifted one thigh over Danny's hips so he could reach her entire pussy from around her ass. It was a nice way to grip a pusssy he found.
Still sucking her erect nipple, Danny tickled her clit. She shook, making her tits wobble on his face.
Then he reached up her cunt with his long middle finger. The tender lining of her cunt yielded to his probing finger. And her simmering juice flowed around it.
He reached into her pussy as far as he could, to its very end. He stretched her cunt-hole by sliding two more fingers in. He loved examining her cunt! But he wanted to see it as well as feel it.
But would she let him peer right into her open pussy? It seemed like a strange thing to do. But Danny's excitement and curiosity were too powerful to resist.
He let go of her tit. Then he moved down her body with his finger still up her cunt.
She rolled onto her back and spread her legs. She was going to let him get a good view.
He got between her legs, curled up comfortably, then stared at her pussy. Her pussy was a beautiful sight, especially with his finger stuck in it!
Her pubic hair curled like a nest of snakes. The pink mouth of her pussy seemed to smile as it sucked on his finger. Her clit was a little kernel at one end of her tender inner pussy lips.
Danny's mouth hung open as he took in the view. Then he took out his finger, and he stared right into the dark cave of her cunt!
Danny stroked and tickled every fold and ridge of her wet, pink pussy. He spread her pussy-lips and peered in. He held it closed, then let it blossom again.
"Go ahead!" She said.
"Huh?" Danny asked, wondering what she expected.
"Lick it!" she urged. "Eat me!"
Danny swallowed hard. He felt dizzy. Is that what she thought he was going to do when he had crawled down between her legs? It hadn't even occurred to him!
But he couldn't let her down. He would have to learn to eat a cunt!
Danny's open mouth faced Mrs. Chase's open cunt. He moved his face closer. The strange odor of cunt juice filled Danny's nostrils.
As his face descended to her cunt, Danny closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue.
Danny's outstretched, quivering tongue touched the wet flesh of her pussy. He began moving his tongue up and down along her cunt-slit. The flavor of her pussy juice filled his mouth.
"Abhhhhhh!" the woman cried softly.
Moving his head, Danny covered her cunt with his tongue. From the top to the bottom, his tongue wiped her soft cunt-crack.
As he began to get the hang of this kinky game, Danny improved his technique. He bore down on her clit as his tongue finished each stroke. Then he began pressing his tongue deeper between her inner cunt-lips. Finally, he stuck his tongue right into the cavity of her cunt, reaching for the center of her body!
Danny opened his eyes. He found that he could look right over her pussy-mound and watch her writhe with the joy he was giving her. When he saw her tits shake and the expression on her face, he was glad to keep his tongue sliding through her cunt.
The longer he lapped her pussy, the more he liked it. Having his face wedged in between the soft lips of a wet pussy was the most exciting experience of his life!
Danny's face was covered with slippery pussy juice. It felt nice as it coated his cheeks and chin.
And it made his face slide around in the woman's crotch like a greasy ball bearing.
"Oh, Danny!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh, that feels soooo wonderful!"
Sucking her cunt was making Danny wild with lust. If he wasn't having so much fun eating her, he wouldn't have been able to keep his prick from fucking into her pussy.
His tongue traveled up and down and in and out of her juicy cunt. The woman's body was twisting and shaking more and more powerfully. Danny had to wrap his anus around her thighs to hold on!
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" the woman began howling in a growling voice.
There was no mistaking the signs – she was going to come! Her wild cries of passion filled the room. She writhed like an animal in a trap.
Danny held on tight and kept his tongue wallowing in her soaking pussy.
She screamed as she lifted her ass from the bed and dropped it again. Her thighs shook as she kicked her legs.
Danny, peering over her belly, saw how she threw her bead from side to side and bared her clenched teeth.
Danny's eyes bulged as he watched the woman in the throes of ecstasy. The sight made him lap her pussy with more speed and force.
The woman's orgasm seemed to go on and on. Danny's tongue began to ache and his jaw was sore. But gallantly, he kept licking her cunt.
At long last, the woman slowed her bucking hips. He wails of joy quieted. She put her hands on Danny's head to stop his furious lapping.
Now it was his turn! Danny was going to bury his prick in her cunt again, and he couldn't wait.
Like a spring uncoiling. Danny leaped on top of her. His fingers acted as the advance guard, guiding his prick to the entrance to her cunt.
"Ooooooooh!" the woman sighed as his prick filled her cunt.
Danny gasped, then his mind went blank. Except for the sensations of her pussy on his cock, the world seemed to disappear.
Once more he thrilled to the tender lining of her cunt holding his prick. The heat of her passion flowed into him from the walls of her pussy.
As he began sliding his prick through her velvet-lined cunt, his pleasure began to multiply. The more intense his ecstasy, the faster he pumped his cock. And the faster he pumped, the more his pleasure mounted.
A soft slushing sound was heard as Danny's prick churned the juice that flowed from the woman's pussy.
Finally, Danny was thrusting his prick with such speed that his balls swung and bounced against her ass-cheeks. Sweat broke out on his body from his exertion.
Every lunge of his cock pulled the woman's cunt-sleeve over his prick. It stretched to fit his fat cock like a sock and stroked bliss into it. On the backstroke, her pussy sucked on his retreated prick as though trying to keep it buried deep.
As his orgasm was triggered, Danny felt all of his passion explode.
Danny drained his jism into the woman's cunt as she clutched him to her flattened tits. She rocked him in the cradle of her uplifted thighs.
When he was lying still on top of her, a warm glow of satisfaction filled the void left by his squandered lust.
"No one's ever fucked me like you do!" she whispered. "At least not since… uh, not for a long time."
Why did the woman have to be so mysterious? But, if she weren't weird, she wouldn't be fucking a boy young enough to be her son. So Danny forgave her strange words and behavior.
After lying in a sweaty embrace for a long time, the woman got up. She wrapped herself in a robe.
"How about that tea now?" she asked. "No thanks," Danny said dreamily, still woozy from his climax.
"You should have some. It's good for you. Besides, tea is a very civilized beverage. You should develop a taste for it."
Denny watched the woman make tea. Then she brought a silver but tarnished pot and two cups to the bed on a silver tray. She poured the tea and handed Danny one cup.
Danny looked closely at the china even though he had never paid attention to things like that before.
"So, you like my china. You're obviously a boy of refined taste."
Denny lowered the cup and saucer to his lap. He hated to be teased. But he wasn't even sure if the weird chick was teasing him or not.
"Hey…"
"Hey is for horses," the woman interrupted. "My name is Mildred Chase. You may call me Mildred."
"You may call me Danny," Danny said with a silly falsetto voice.
Danny hadn't meant to mock the woman. But that's the way his words sounded, he knew.
"Look here, young man," Mildred said. "While a guest in my home, you will treat me with respect!"
"What do you think this is, school?" Danny asked. "Do you think you're my teacher or something?"
Danny couldn't help himself. It always happened like this when he thought he was being teased. Several times at school he'd gotten into fights, when kids called him a hick, or when he thought they were teasing him for being the son of a failing farmer and dumpy mother.
"If I were your teacher, you would be a much more civil young man," Mildred said dryly. "If you can't be civil, you'd better leave."
"Gladly," Danny said.
He put his cup and saucer down so fast he missed the tray. They fell to the floor and broke with a musical clink. Danny jumped off the bed and began dressing as fast as he could. Although he hated to leave, there was no choice now.
Mildred sat and sipped her tea, refusing to speak or look at Danny. As soon as he was dressed, he rushed out. He hopped over the fence and headed home.
He struggled to forget the unpleasant parts of his visit and concentrate on the wonderful fucking. When he licked his lips, he could taste dried cunt juice. The odor of Mildred's perfume lingered in his nostrils, too. But the whole thing was over-shadowed by the fight they'd had.
Worst of all, Danny had cut off his supply of sex.