Ben Firth had almost gotten over Mrs. Carter. She had insulted him the day she turned him away from her door, but Ben remained stoic about her behavior. He decided she truly was a woman with a strong sense of morality. She had slipped the night he had caught her with her pants off. To be true to herself, she could not let their affair continue.
That was the way Ben had rationalized it to himself, though he had thought it was too bad that it should be so. Mrs. Carter had been the best piece of ass he had had in a long time. He could see himself falling for her in a big way, given time. But she could not let their affair continue because of her strong principles.
He had actually respected her for that. He understood how anyone could slip once. Anyone could make a mistake. Both Ben's pride and his sense of fair play were insulted by the scene taking place inside Mrs. Carter's bedroom.
The dark-haired woman was kneeling in front of young Richie, taking his hard cock deep up inside her pussy. The other boy, Ellen's boyfriend, was crouched under her, sucking on her full round breasts. He worked frantically from one tit to the other. All three of them looked overwhelmed with lust. If Ellen's story were accurate and he could not doubt it now – they had been at it for more than four hours!
A grown woman and two boys! It was sick, Ben decided. But his cock was throbbing with renewed life, despite the raunchy orgasm he had enjoyed with the blonde teenager. The woman's depravity was turning him on!
Though his pride was wounded by the thought that the brunette had spurned him for boys half her age, his erotic imagination was titillated. He could never have imagined what kind of woman it was who preferred sex with children to full-grown men.
Now he knew. It was a woman like Mrs. Carter who was afraid of the heady passion of adult sex. If he had known before what the woman's problem was, he would never have let her turn him away. He would have forced her to respond to his ardent lovemaking. Ben was sure he could have cured her of her perverted obsession!
He watched awestruck as she thrust her ass back to meet the insistent pummeling of Richie's rigid cock. Her lusty moans drifted out the bedroom window and prodded the growing erection in Ben Firth's pants. The man was remembering the night it had been him kneeling up behind the uninhibited brunette. He remembered how hot and wet her pussy had felt even though she had put up token resistance to him. A new surge of indignation shook him as he thought of the arrogance of the woman. She had tried to make him feel, when he came back to see her, that he was some kind of a weirdo.
When all along it was Mrs. Carter who was the weirdo!
Mrs. Carter liked to screw little boys… even when there were good, hard grown-up cocks right in the neighborhood!
His contempt for the woman grew as he watched her wiggling her ass at the panting grunting boy. With his contempt, his excitement grew. Young Ellen's mouth and cunt had brought Ben unexpected thrills that afternoon. He was still feeling the effects of her bold seduction. But it never once occurred to him that he had that very day done the same thing Mrs. Carter was doing now. He had fallen for the charms of a fifteen-year-old, though he had had only one – not two, like the greedy whining brunette!
Ben was staring at the threesome as the heavyset boy Billy made his move to win a hot moist place for his swollen cock. He kneeled in front of Joan Carter and waved his cock-head in her face. She watched it eagerly as her cunt sucked up Richie's hard cock. Then suddenly, she struck like a snake. Her mouth sucked up the stiff cock in front the way her cunt was swallowing the cock impaling her from the rear. "Mmmmmmppphhhh…" Her hungry moans betrayed her satisfaction with her obscene lot. She writhed and mewled in her efforts to satisfy the two boys' cocks.
In all his lusty life, Ben had never seen anything to match it. The naked woman looked incredibly lewd with a cock filling her from either end. He watched her lips scurry down the shaft of Billy's cock. Her cunt-lips clung just as avidly to Richie's bloated cock. Even with two cocks to keep her happy, she seemed reluctant to let either of them go, even for a moment. Her devotion to her wanton slavery was awesome!
The boys grinned at each other over the woman's back. Ben could understand perfectly what had led young Billy astray. Even a girl friend as exciting as young Ellen could not match the allure of an older woman who was willing to service two boys at once!
Ben thought back to the way he had been at the boys' age. He felt a pang of envy for the youngsters who were getting such a thrilling initiation into the more lurid wonders of sex. Ben had had to be content with his own hand at their age! He had not been lucky enough to run into a shameless woman like Mrs. Carter… a woman who would rather cavort with a couple of boys half her age than risk a real relationship with a man!
The longer he watched her, the more split Ben's feelings toward the woman became. Part of him was full of resentment for the way she had cut him off when he had come back to see her. Part of him was full of desire for her and the way she was sucking the cock in her mouth and screwing the hard-driving cock in her pussy. Both emotions were being pushed slowly toward extremes as he watched her shameless performance in her rented summer house. He could not decide whether he loved the strange beauty or hated her. The two emotions took turns dominating his excitement fevered brain.
Ben could feel the contagion of the boys' excitement soaring through his veins as he watched them strive to synchronize their rutting motions up into Mrs. Carter's heated cunt-hole. He could hear her piercing moans floating put into the early evening air. It shocked him to think that the naked bitch on the bed was the same striking cool schoolteacher who had walked into his office at the beginning of the summer. Mrs. Carter had hidden her depraved nature well then, though he had sensed at once the sensuality of the woman. He had longed immediately to sink his cock into her pussy. He had never dreamed she kept her private hole reserved for the lusty attentions of eager boys!
Ben's cock ached as it strained against his pants. He almost wished Ellen were with him now, to suck his cock while he watched the progress of the depraved orgy within. The man knew he was losing control of his more rational self in favor of the fantasy-world self who longed to prove his potency to the world! He felt an almost overwhelming urge to feel once again the hot clasp of Mrs. Carter's cunt around his cock. And then he began to toy with more lewd prospects for Mrs. Carter. He got more excited than ever.
The man was reveling in the knowledge that Mrs. Carter was his now to do with as he would. She had been bold enough to engage in her obscene activities in the house that Ben had rented to her for the summer! He would barge in there and confront her with her perversion. To save herself, she would have no choice but to go along with his most decadent plans for her immediate sexual future!
His imagination was enjoying the scenario he could see unfolding when he decided to put an end to the wanton antics within. For the moment, he was content just to dream, and to watch the two boys ramming their cocks into her two greedy orifices.
Both cocks shone with a generous coating of Mrs. Carter's juices. Billy's cock was slickened with her spit. Richie's cock wore the sheen of her ample cunt-juices. The looks on the faces of both boys now were pained. Ben could see the anguish with which they were striving to keep up their pace into Mrs. Carter's mouth and cunt until the last possible moment. Knowing boys, Ben guessed that neither wanted to prove his weakness before the other. Each hoped the other would blow first!
Seemingly unaware of the trials and tribulations of her two youthful lovers, Mrs. Carter continued to writhe in wanton bliss between their stroking cocks. She sucked greedily on Billy's fat cock in her mouth. Her round firm ass swiveled raunchily back to meet the strokes of Richie's hardworking cock. Her endless moans were ample testimony to the eagerness with which she was responding to her dual captivity.
Hypnotized by the scene within, Ben continued to crouch outside the window and to fantasize about the immediate future of the woman on the bed. He was in no hurry to wreak his revenge upon her. Rather, he was enjoying the secret to which the threesome were oblivious: that their wanton depravity was no longer a private affair. A force more powerful than they were was about to do something about it. Ben's cock throbbed at the thrilling notion of the surprise he would give them all when he walked into the bedroom.
The threesome were about to launch themselves into another kind of surprise – the sweet gripping surprise of orgasmic release.
Ben realized he was probably more aware than the boys were of the fact that they could not hold on any longer. Both looked as if they would die of anguish if they did not spurt their juices into the hot wet space before them. Their cries of ecstasy mingled into one erotic whole as they shot Mrs. Carter's cunt and mouth full of hot boy sperm.
"God, I'm cumming!"
"Me too! I'm cumrning!"
Both boys gripped her tightly to make sure their eruption of cum arrived safely in her greedy belly. She swallowed all of Billy's juices while her cunt sucked up Richie's teeming explosion. Ben wandered if the boys realized that the woman was cumming too. He could tell by her squirms and moans that she was dealing with her own crisis.
Ben knew enough about women to recognize the signs of their orgasmic abandon. He guessed that the teens were so absorbed in their own pleasure that they did not even realize that their climaxes had provoked hers.