Nobody had ever kissed Joey like that before. She sucked his lips real hard. It wasn't anything like the way his mother kissed him, not a quick kiss on the cheek or on the forehead. She stuck her tongue inside his mouth. Nobody had ever done anything like that to him either. He didn't know what to do at first. Then he realized that she wanted him to suck her lips like that, too. She wanted him to stick his tongue into her mouth, too. He did what he thought she wanted him to do. He began to enjoy it quickly enough. It made his lips and the inside of his young mouth tingle. And there was something about that kind of kissing that made his balls feel hot and made his cock jerk hard and fast against his belly.
Then Carol slipped her tongue out of the boy's sucking mouth and began trailing it down his throat. Joey was breathing harder than ever now, his body tense, his heart racing wildly. Carol knew that her young man was still very much afraid of the pleasures she was bringing him. His fear made her hot. "It's awfully warm in here, Joey. Why don't we take your shirt off? You have such a nice lean body, so young and smooth, not like older men. You don't mind if Carol takes your clothes off for you, do you?" she crooned, attacking the buttons of the boy's light shirt.
Joey sat up straight, nervous as a kitten while the cock-hungry woman bared the front of his nineteen-year-old body. He still couldn't look into her eyes. The things they were doing were so dirty! The things she said to him were so obscene, so brazen, so unlike anything he had ever heard from his mother's lips. He found it hard to believe even now that a woman was actually saying words like cock and cunt. The things she was doing to him were even harder to believe. But it was real. It had to be! There he was, his cock and balls naked, the front of his body bared now, the amazingly beautiful and exciting woman bent over him, her wildly exciting body naked and alive with sensuality. It wasn't a dream. It was better than a dream.
Joey was fascinated by the sight of Carol's huge tits so soft and warm, and so close to him. He had felt them a few moments before while he sucked her twat. They were warm and soft, incredibly soft, and yet they were sort of resilient. He had never felt anything quite like that before. He wanted to examine Miss Chambers' boobs in greater detail. But he couldn't possibly ask her to let him do that. It was going too far! If she wanted him to look at her tits more closely, she would tell him when the time was right. He felt that she knew exactly what she wanted of him and would guide him carefully in his explorations of this new and wild world of sex. That feeling of security under her tutelage mingled with his lingering fear of such blatant sex and made feelings in him that were strangely exciting in themselves.
Carol was aware of the boy's glittering eyes fixed on her swaying boobs. She loved the way he gazed enraptured at her firm jugs. She knew how big and beautiful her tits were and how they excited men. But the way they excited this young innocent was something else again. The young boy had never seen tits before, at least not since he became old enough to appreciate them. She thought that perhaps she should give him a fewlessons in the appreciation of a woman's knockers. "Joey, do you like looking at my tits?" she asked sweetly, looking up into his eyes when she had finished unbuttoning his shirt and spreading it open. "Be honest now, darling. Men and women must be honest with each other. Do you like to look at my boobs?"
"Well, yeah-God yeah!" the kid blurted.
"Are they as big as your mother's?" she smiled, knowing that she was far better endowed in that area than Joyce.
"Jeez, I dunno. I me… uh. yeah. I guess they an," the boy replied, knowing perfectly well that Carol's tits were much bigger than his mother's.
"I take it then that you've looked at your mother's tits, while she was dressed I mean. That's awfully nasty of you, Joey-looking at your mother's tits. Shame on you! What would she think if she found out?" Carol said in mock seriousness.
"But I didn't mean that! I don't look at Mom's tits!" the boy gasped, terribly embarrassed.
"But you can't help noticing things like that, can you?" she smiled, a look of understanding in her eyes.
"Well, no, I guess not," Joey whispered, feeling a little better now that he realized that she was just joking around with him.
"Why don't you play with my tits, Joey? I don't mind at all, darling. In fact there's nothing I would like better." Carol smiled, crawling on top of the boy and presenting her jugs brazenly.
Carol sat on the kid's lap, being careful not to sit on the boy's hard-on. She knew that one touch of her flesh against the boy's rod would make him shoot his wad prematurely. She lifted both her magnificent boobs in her hands and presented them to him as a gift of flesh.
The boy was overwhelmed by the lewdness of the older woman. He was scared to death to touch the huge pillows of flesh that she offered him. And yet the aching in his balls made him touch her in spite of his fear. His trembling fingers fell against the satin flesh of her tits. She was warm and silken there. The boy thrilled to the feel of her firm jugs. He noticed the different textures of her flesh as his fingers moved over her tits. He felt the satin flesh turn to goosepimples as his fingers trailed down over the woman's areolas. He felt the stiff points of her nipples.
"Do you like my tits, They? Do you like touching them like that? Would you like to put them in your mouth?" she asked.
"In my mouth?" the trembling boy gasped.
"Of course, darling. That's what they're for. Nipples are for men like you to suck, and younger men, too, of course. Why don't you just sit there like that and suck my nipples like a baby? You'll enjoy it darling," she smiled.
Carol sucked in her breath when she felt the kid's moist lips against the tingling peaks of her hard nipples. She looked down to see the nineteen-year-old boy sucking at her tits. His face was young and captivating, soft and gentle, so unlike the faces of the hairy animals who had sucked her tits in the past, and only under their chosen conditions, conditions that were often degrading. She reached down and stoked the boy's cheek. Her pussy was moistening again, growing hot again, begging for stimulation.
Carol heard the slurping sounds that the boy made as he licked her boobs and sucked her hard nipples. Her tits were wet with the kid's dribbling saliva. She told him to suck both of her boobs, taking turns. The boy obeyed, making her tits pop out of his mouth audibly. She loved the sound her nipples made as they pulled free of his sucking lips. She told the kid to nibble at her gently. He did as he was told, trying to be as gentle as possible but not necessarily succeeding. Occasionally he bit her too hard in his youthful exuberance, making her wince. She enjoyed even the pain.
"Do you know anything about fucking?" Carol asked the bay.
They pulled away from her tits and looked up at her amusedly.
'Fucking? Well, I e… I guess I've heard about it," the boy stumbled. "Of course you have, darling Joey. In fact I'll bet you even dream about fucking. Isn't that true?" Carol smiled teasingly.
"Dream about it? Well, I guess I do. All the guys do!" the boy confessed.
"When you dream about fucking, do you wake up with wet blotches of cum all aver your bed?" she asked, wildly excited by the sound of her own lascivious words.
"Sometimes…" the boy said, looking down, feeling horribly embarrassed.
"Do you dream about sticking your big strong dick into a girl's pussy and fucking it in and out until you squirt all your cum inside her cunt?" Carol asked.
"Holy shit!" the kid gasped, unable to believe that a woman was talking to him that way.
"Do you want to turn your dreams into realities, Joey?" she smiled. "Do you want to fuck me in the cunt with your beautiful hard cock? Or do you think you're too young to do such a thing to a thirty-five-year-old woman?"
"Oh, God, I want to! Sure I want to! But it's so…" He hesitated.
"So dirty? So nasty? So bad?" Carol sang.
"Yeah. I guess so. I don't believe this!" the boy said, shaking his head. and bad," Carol went on.
"It is dirty and nasty. That's just why I love it so much. You're just a young man and I'm as old as your mother. Just think of it, Joey. I could even be your mother! Doesn't it make your nuts chum? I'm as old as your mother, but your mother wouldn't let you fuck her! I'll let you fuck me in the cunt! I'll let you shoot your hot sperm up into my belly! Would you like that?"
"Jesus, yes! But I'm.*." the boy faltered.
"Afraid?" she asked.
Young Joey hung his head and Carol's heart went out to him. She cradled his head in her hands and let him rest his cheeks against her huge tits. She understood how reticent he was and knew that only her understanding could bring him to the full enjoyment of his body, and hers.
"Why don't we go upstairs to my bedroom? Have you ever been in a woman's bedroom before, Joey? No? I thought not. Why don't you just pull your pants off and leave your clothes down here? We won't need them in my bedroom I can assure you! Let me help you off with your shoes, lacy. You may leave your underpants on if you wish, darling. lust leave your cock and balls hanging out. I like to see your dick bounce when you walk." Carol said, growing hornier and hornier by the second.
She ran her hands up and down the kid's naked legs as soon as she had helped him off with his pants. She slid her warm hands all the way to the crotch of his briefs. She saw his pecker jerking visibly when she touched the insides of his slender yet well-muscled legs. She was afraid, as he was, that he might go off if she so much as touched his dripping fuck-stick.
She stood up and beckoned for the boy to follow her up the stairs to her room. He followed her boldly, his young rod pounding between his legs. He kept his eye on the tuft of soft golden hair that showed between Carol's naked legs as she ascended the carpeted stairs. He wondered what mysterious delights she had in store for him in her bedroom.
Joey found her bedroom as soft and sensual as the woman herself. The scent of the room was the soft scent of a woman. He watched Miss Chambers move effortlessly about the room, displaying her womanly charms in a way calculated to keep him horny and constantly interested in her every movement. The young man was painfully aware of the constriction of his underpants on his balls and the thick shaft of his hairless dick where his genitals were forced through the opening in his underwear. He was also painfully aware of his nearly complete nakedness before the woman's glittering and calculating eyes. He felt like a puppet on a string, completely subjugated to the powerful will of the seductive Miss Chambers. It was a feeling not entirely without satisfaction. There was a strange kind of safety in it, an enforced sense of trust that continued to build as the woman sucked him more completely into the whirlpool of her passion. More than anything else now Joey was afraid that he might not please her, afraid that he might do the wrong thing and incur her wrath.
Carol loved the way the young sex-pupil stood around in her room, looking at everything as if he had never seen such things before, jumping out of her way when she walked by him. She sat at her vanity and began combing her long golden hair. The boy watched intently. She looked over her shoulder and saw that his dick was oozing so profusely now that a long strand of clear pre-cum ran all the way from the head of his aching cock to the floor. She knew what torture his balls were putting him through. She couldn't stand letting him suffer so miserably when she knew he needed to shoot a load of sperm through the stiff pipe of his teenage dick.
With that charitable thought in mind, Carol sauntered over to her bed and sat down on theedge of it. She spread her less and opened the raged lips of her lasciviously exposed pussy.
"See this thing, Joey? This is my clitoris, the thing you sucked on earlier to make me come. Whenever anyone touches that thing, I feel wonderful all over. All women like having their tits played with and licked. And if you put your cock in my cunt, right in this hole, when you move it in and out my cunt will rub against the shaft of your young cock and the friction will drive me wild. And I think you just might enjoy that, too, darling, because the underside of your knob, your dickhead, will rub against my cunt flesh and drive you wild, too! Doesn't that sound good?" Carol whispered lasciviously, working her cunt with her long, well-manicured fingers:
She beckoned for the boy to come to her. He obeyed, his fear showing in his eyes. He stopped halfway to the bed and stared blankly at the woman. He was actually about to fuck a woman as old as his mother! The thought made him tingle all over, made him dizzy, made him suddenly weak.
"I understand, darling," Carol said, rising and taking the boy's hand, leading him to the bed. 'This is a big step for a young boy to take, darling. But you'll do wonderfully, dear. You'll make me feel beautiful. It'll be worth the first Utile fears, Joey! Just do as I say and you'll enjoy yourself. And don't worry if you shoot your cream before I'm ready for you to shoot it, dear. There's plenty of cum in your nuts, darling," she said soothingly.
Carol fell back on the bed, scooting into the center of it, kicking up the satin sheets, feeling the softness of the material against her even softer flesh. She continued to beckon the boy towards her. She told him to drop his underpants now. He obeyed, tugging them down over his arching hard-on and tightly swollen, cum-filled, young balls. She told him to get into bed with her. Once more he obeyed the seductive and experienced woman, crawling into bed with her, walking on his knees over the soft satin-covered bed, slipping and sliding awkwardly.
"Joey, dear, listen carefully. We'll do it the easy way first. There are many ways of fucking a woman, Joey, but this is a good way to start. I'll just lie here on my back and you lie on top Of me. Yes, Joey, just fall on me like that. Your body's so warm and soft! I'm going to love this, Joey dear!" Carol said.
Carol wrapped her arms around the boy when he fell over her, enfolding him in the luxurious feminine warmth and smoothness that she knew would hold him in her power. She encouraged him to lie still over her while he accustomed himself to the feel of her naked body beneath him. She felt the young boy's heart racing wildly against her tits. She felt his hard small nipples scraping against her own and knew that he, too, was excited in the extreme. She felt his incredibly stiff and hot dick rubbing against her leg, slippery and wet with pre-cum. Her twat was blazing hot. She had to have the kid's hard-on buried inside her cunt, whether he was ready or not.
"Now, Joey, I want you to reach down between your legs and take your cock in your hand. That's the way, dear. Now try to put it between my legs. Yes! Oh, God, that's lovely, just lovely! Now make it push into my cunt hole. That's right, make it go in as far as you can!" Carol said, getting hornier all' the time.
Carol felt the kid's rigid dick poke into her pussy. She tried to control the muscles, of her excited cunt, tried to avoid squeezing and working her eager pussy around the kid's hot rod, tried to avoid making him shoot his hot load so early. But her sexual fire was consuming her. She had to grasp his impaled cock with her cunt flesh, had to move her naked legs wildly beneath the boy, spurring him on to more and more intense pistoning.
The nervous boy began bucking his ass, pumping his dick in and out of Miss Chambers' seething cunt. Joey seemed to know exactly what to do now that his cock was firmly imbedded in the hot flesh of the older woman's cunt. He had brought himself to orgasm before by dry-humping his mattress. The pistoning motion came to him naturally. He found fucking the naked woman easier than he had anticipated. It was frightening enough, being so close to another person, being so much enfolded by another, being inside the woman, being part of her. But the pleasure she brought him was well-worth all the embarrassment and shame this first experience with real ball-busting sex had brought with it.
Carol wrapped her legs around the young fucker's back, squeezing him hard, as if holding him to her forever. She wanted the innocent young boy's dick buried in her cunt forever, wanted to feel it stroking in and out of her pussy, wanted to feel the slippery hard shaft of the long rod rubbing against the hot bud of her clitoris forever. But she knew that the young and wild boy would soon give up his load of hot sperm, flooding her cunt with balm.
The luscious woman reached behind the young boy and smoothed her hands over his back, squeezing his quivering muscular buttcheeks, pulling him towards her, and urging him to fuck her hot gash. Carol felt the boy grinding his crotch against her downy cunt, corkscrewing his dick inside her quivering hole, knowing exactly what to do to make her feel mad with passion even without explicit instruction. She responded to the eager novice's dicking of her hot wet cunt by bucking her lovely ass in unison with his, matching his fucking movements.
Carol felt the charge of her slowly building orgasm. She felt her pussy seething, squirming, grasping, and pulsating around the boy's pistoning dick. She felt her body becoming tense. She became conscious of the sounds in the air, became conscious of the wet sucking sounds the young sex-pupil's hot cock was making as it slipped in and out of her twat hole, became conscious, too, of the soft little cries she herself was making deep in her throat as she rose higher and higher toward the pinnacle of sexual pleasure.
"Oh, yes, Joey… yes. Fuck me… fuck me hard and fast, darling…" the hot-assed woman moaned softly. "Fuck me, lover! Oh, Joey, you're learning so fast and so well. You're learning how tomake me feel so good. Your cock feels so hot and hard inside me, so young and stiff. Your body feels so warm and smooth. You're not like those other men. You don't try to hurt me. You don't try to smother me and make me feel like a slave. Oh, Joey, I love it! Fuck me harder! Make me came! Make my pussy flash inside! Make it hot and wet! Come in my fucking cunt!"
Joey heard the older woman moaning and muttering things that made him feel warm inside, things that gave him a feeling inside that was even pleasanter than the feeling her cunt was giving his pistoning cock. She was whispering to him in the same tone of voice his mother used when she wanted to comfort him, a tone of voice he hadn't heard in a long time. He wanted to make Miss Chambers feel good forever, wanted to keep his young hard-on buried inside her twat forever. But he knew that he had to squirt his load in a second or two, knew that he couldn't stand ramming his pecker in and out of her sucking gash another minute. She wanted him to squirt into her. He had heard her ask him to come in her cunt. All right! He would come in her!
The eager boy bucked his ass hard and fast, rising closer and closer to the summit of his youthful sexual excitement. He suddenly stiffened in every fiber of his striving, straining frame. He felt his nuts explode, felt a hot squirt of jizz fire from the hard tube of his prick and blast deep into the woman's warm wet hole. He cried out in pleasure-pain when he felt himself shoot his first load into a woman's cunt, almost passing out from the sheer wild excitement of the moment. His balls felt as if they were on fire for a few moments after his violent eruption of sperm. Then a deep sense of physical and emotional peace flooded the boy. He relaxed and rested against Miss Chambers' free flowing perfumed body, vaguely conscious that there had been a violent shaking in Miss Chambers' body just when his own cock shot off.
Carol was more than vaguely conscious of her orgasm. It was the most beautiful climax she had ever experienced, a climax stimulated only' by the innocent young boy's sensitivity and his wildly pistoning hard-on, an orgasm not tainted with fear or degradation, an orgasm that definitely did not force her to remember her hideous experience with her drunken father years before. She felt the shocks and trembling of her climax surging through her body just at the moment of the boy's ejaculation. She felt his hot, squirting spunk filling her twat with thick soothing balm. And when her own orgasm had left her filled with a peace that she had never experienced before, she became intensely conscious of the boy's body, became intensely conscious of his heavy breathing and the slow but heavy beating of his heart. She knew that she had to be gentle with him now more than ever.
She stroked Joey's body gently, comforting him now that the frenzy of the fuck was over and his fears, if he had any left, would likely return. She rolled with him over on her side and lay with the boy for a long time, kissing his lips softly and stroking his hard-on, which still hadn't diminished a bit. Carol reached between her legs and felt thecreamy thickness of the sperm that dribbled slowly from her cunt. She saw in the boy's eyes the dreamy look of peace and total contentment. It told her that he was hers now, that he would do anything in the world she might ask of him, that the bay would learn whatever she taught him about fucking, that he would strive to satisfy her no matter how dangerous the situation, no matter how morally or legally wrong their relationship might be. The realization that the young former innocent was now hers body and soul made her dizzy inside.