When Danny Boros decided to head for home by cutting through a vacant lot and several backyards in his new neighborhood, he had no idea of the excitement that lay ahead of him. It was not until he impulsively gave his football a high toss into the air and then sought to catch it before it hit the ground that things began to happen. First of all, he didn't quite make contact with the falling ball. It bounced away from him crookedly, as footballs are apt to do, and came to rest near a house that was fairly well concealed by high bushes and shrubbery. Danny parted the bushes and sought to retrieve his ball. When he stood up he found himself inadvertently staring through a window into a lady's bedroom.
The lady, thirteen-year-old Danny saw with intense and instant excitement, was almost entirely naked. She wore a bra and nothing else. The bra looked to be far too small for her titties. The titties, Danny noted, his heart thumping wildly within him, were very large, very round and stood straight out from her chest. Danny rubbed himself almost unconsciously between the legs as the thing began to happen to him. He continued to rub himself until he was so hard he thought his cock was going to burst. The lady, he saw as he continued to stare at her beauty, was dark of hair, quite old, probably about thirty-five or so, maybe older, and extremely pretty. She was so pretty that for a brief moment he actually forgot the exhilarating sexual experience he was having and thought only of her beauty in a childlike way. This did not stay with him for long because his quivering cock was threatening to explode in his pants. He rubbed himself once more and with delight felt a quick shot of warm goo shooting down his legs. "Oh… boy," he breathed. "Oh… "
The lady heard him for she turned and stared directly into his eyes. The window was up a few inches and when she came quickly to it, standing to one side so as not to expose her lower body too much to his view, she spoke. "All right, boy. So you're a window peeper, are you? You know what they do to window peepers, don't you?"
Danny could not speak. Wide-eyed, he could only moisten his dry lips and shake his head fearfully.
"There's a door just a few feet from where you are standing, boy. Go to it. I want you to come inside. I'm going to have a talk with you. I don't care for window peepers. Do you understand? Go to the door and I'll open it for you. You are to come inside and talk to me. If you try to run away I'll have you arrested."
Danny could only nod his head as he looked about wildly for the door. He saw it then and dropping his football, walked to it just as it came open. A female arm shot out, a hand grasped him in a surprisingly strong grip and pulled him into the room. The door was hastily shut and bolted, he noted.
He also noted the lady had put on a pair of panties but nothing more. The panties were very dinky looking and scarcely covered anything except what Danny thought of as "the place." He gulped and reddened as he looked at her lovely body so close to him. He had never in his life been this close to an almost naked lady. He had seen pictures of them, of course. Who hadn't? And there had been one time he had accidentally seen his mother naked… but that was something different, Danny thought.
"All right, boy," the dark-haired lady demanded fiercely. "What do you mean by staring into my window when I am getting dressed? Come now. Speak up." She still held his arm in her strong grip and she gave him a shake as if to punctuate her words.
"I didn't… mean… to look in your window… honest. I didn't… I just… I mean, I "
"You're lying, boy. I can see it on your face. Besides… " Here the lady leaned back and looked directly downward at the front of his pants. "Besides," she repeated, "you're having a sex happening. I can see it sticking up. Tell me, boy, just how old are you?"
"Thirteen, ma'am," Danny mumbled, very embarrassed but also terribly excited at her making reference to his hard cock.
"I could have you arrested, you know, sent to jail for being a window peeper. It is against the law for a… boy to watch a lady undress."
"Undress?" he asked innocently. "I thought you said you were getting dressed."
She frowned slightly. "Makes no difference. The point is, you were breaking the law, and I have half a notion to get in touch with your parents and have them put you away in a boys' prison where they teach you not to stare through a lady's window."
Danny was frightened more than ever now. "Please, ma'am, don't tell my folks. Please?"
She bit her pretty lips and he thought he had never seen such a pretty act in his entire life. He knew he had never seen such a pretty lady before. She was positively the greatest. "You're a very bad boy," she said severely. "I should punish you somehow."
Danny was about to agree to anything as long as she did not tell his parents about this. His parents were very strict about such matters as… well, sex stuff. He knew this to be a fact. The word "sex" was not permitted in his household. "All right," he told her. "You punish me, but please don't tell my folks what I did. I'm awful sorry I… "
"Come here, boy," she said, and surprised him terribly by propelling him toward the bed. "Sit down on the bed. I must examine you to see just how evil you are."
Danny didn't have the slightest idea of what she was talking about. "All right," he agreed. He sat down gingerly on the side of the bed, his feet on the floor.
"Sit over farther on the bed," the lady told him severely. "I can't examine your evilness if you just lean against the bed."
Danny moved up farther on the bed after quickly slipping off his shoes.
The dark-haired lady glared at him, her tremendous tits rising and falling as if she were very angry at him. "Why did you remove your shoes, boy?" she asked, her tone still severe and sharp.
Danny flushed. "I don't know, ma'am… except my mother always… "
"I see," she said, interrupting him. "Your mother has taught you to take off your shoes before getting on a bed." The lady wet her lips quickly. "Didn't she also tell you never to get on a bed with your pants on, boy?"
Danny flushed again. "Well… yes… she has told me that, too."
"Very well, then you know what to do, don't you?"
"Huh?" Danny was astonished at this.
"Take your pants off. How do you think I can examine your evil if you don't take off your pants?"
"You're… going… to… examine… my… evil?" he asked, awestruck.
"I most definitely am, boy. You're a window peeper and that is a serious crime. I must know precisely what you had in mind after seeing me… in… the… nude."
Danny didn't really understand any of this but simply lay there on the bed without moving.
"Very well," she cried. "If you won't remove your pants, I will." And saying this she grasped his pants at the top, unhooked them, unzipped them and pushing him over on his back, drew the garment off quickly, expertly. "Now then," she cried, her tone of voice having changed a great deal, Danny thought. "Off with the undershorts. I must examine your evil."
"Ma'am," Danny groaned. "I can't do that."
"Take them off, boy," she thundered. "Or I'll have you and your parents arrested. How do you think your parents will feel about that?"
Danny was embarrassed, but in a strange new way. He was willing to remove his shorts. Becoming bolder by the minute, he now found that he very much wanted to show this mature, adult woman what he had between his legs. He knew, having compared his to other boys his age, that he had a good size cock, the longest one he had seen yet, so it was almost with pride that he quickly stripped off his undershorts and lay back, his long prick standing straight up and quivering wildly as if it had a life of its own.
He heard the lady suck in her breath sharply.
"Am I evil?" he asked hesitantly. "Are you going to put me in prison because looking at you got it hard?"
She came closer to him, leaned over him and looked intently at his hard cock. "It is truly an evil thing. We must get rid of this evil. There is only one way. I shall have to rid you of the evil." She slipped her panties down over her hips and let them fall to the floor. She then unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, nearly causing Danny to explode as he saw her lovely titties bouncing about crazily. The tiny nipples on her tits seemed to be eyeing him hungrily.
"Oh," he moaned. "Oh… " His cock was actually trembling now.
The lady, now naked, ran her fingers over her lush body, and then astonished Danny by crawling on top of the bed, walking on her knees. His lips very dry now, he watched her as she proceeded to carry out whatever it was she was going to do. As she "walked" over the bed, she suddenly straddled his body and looked down at him in a way that he could understand but not believe. He himself had often looked at pictures of naked girls in much the same way, or at least he thought he might have. At any rate, the lady, her great tits standing straight out from her chest, gave him his greatest thrill to date simply by looking at him in a wild, strange manner.
"Now then, boy," she said, her voice having gone very husky. "We shall rid you of the evil thing." Saying this, she seized his quivering cock, inserted the head of it into the recesses of her crotch and carefully, strangely, sat down upon it.
"Oh," Danny cried out. "Oh… that feels so… wonderful." "You mustn't say that," she cautioned him severely, but with a breathless manner at the same time. "We are seeking only to rid you of the evil."
Danny found some courage. "Evil of what, ma'am?"
She cleared her throat as she sank down even farther over his cock, the warmth of her inner body driving him almost breathless from excitement. "Evil of the swollen parts, boy. A boy like you has no right to have a swollen part. It must be gotten rid of quickly."
"Yes, ma'am," Danny breathed. "Of course, ma'am. I want you to rid me of the swollen parts."
"Very well, boy," she said, her voice tight sounding and extremely intense. "Just you stay still, don't try to turn away from me or anything, and Mrs. Bush will take away the evil, the terrible evil of your swollen parts."
"That your name – Mrs. Bush?"
"That is my name, boy. Now please remain silent while I remove this evil swelling that you have."
By now Danny was more than willing to do anything at all that she requested. In fact, he had been willing from the very beginning, he realized. He also realized, or thought he did, that all her talk about removing the evil was just so much strange adult talk. Just a cover-up for the real thing.
In this case the word was FUCK!
"Mrs. Bush," he said hesitantly as the lady moved up and down, her cunt caressing his prick, "what makes you so awful hot in your… insides?"
"That is nature, boy. It is meant to be hot, my – er – inner self. When it is hot it sucks the evil away from you."
"Oh," he groaned. "I think the evil is about to fly out of me… oh… I… "
"You mustn't let it fly too soon, boy," she said sharply. "Or else the evil will… remain with you."
Danny didn't even hear her. He had already exploded his warm, boy fluid into her cunt. He kept on flowing upward into her hole as if it were never going to stop. He was so frantic with ecstasy – that he barely noticed the way she was leaning over him, pumping his cock with her great cunt, using all the great skill that she possessed. He only knew that her hole was sucking something warm and wonderful out of him and that he wanted this beautiful feeling to go on and on and on.
"Keep the evil flowing, boy," she grunted as she leaned over still more, almost to the point where he could have sucked on her titties had he lifted his head ever so little. This occurred to him, but he was afraid to do it for fear she might strike him. Adults were very odd people – you could never tell what was going to enrage them. But, God, how nice her titties looked dangling just about his face. How wonderful it would be to kiss them, to suck them, to…
Thinking this way caused him to flow even harder upward into her already filled cunt. "Oh," he moaned, shaking his head in desperation. "Oh… I like this."
"You mustn't talk that way, boy. Remember, I am helping to drain the evil out of your swellings."
"Oh… I think I'm going to drain some more, Mrs. Bush," Danny cried and sure enough he did so. Another shot of fluid erupted from his rigid cock and this caused the lady to pump his prick even harder.
"That's the way, boy," she moaned breathlessly. "Let the evil all come out of you." "I'm trying, ma'am," he cried back. "I'm trying awful hard."
He looked at the lady on top of him and saw the terrible change come over her face. Her features became twisted out of shape, she seemed to be having trouble breathing, her eyes tightly closed, and her body becoming rigidly demanding. She shuddered violently, did so again, her eyes fluttered open briefly and frightened him with their intensity. Immediately she closed them and began to rock back and forth, instead of up and down only. This brought him to the peak of still another explosion and when finally he went past the peak and once more released inside of her, she actually screamed, and seemingly acted as if she had gone out of her head for the moment. However, she soon stopped this and collapsed on top of him, his still rigid cock buried deep in her hole. God, her hole was hot and wet and wonderful. God!
From that day on, Danny came to her house every afternoon and she quietly let him in the side door. This part of the house was totally concealed from anyone's view because of the amount of tall bushes growing about her house. It was only occasionally that she brought up the subject of the evil swellings, but when she did, he said nothing about it, knowing it was her way of getting what she wanted from him without telling him directly that she wanted and needed his body.
As the days went by, Danny matured quickly.
About three weeks after his first experience with the lady called Mrs. Bush – he always thought of her as a lady and not as a woman – his parents went away on a fishing trip for the weekend, leaving him alone in the house. There was nothing unusual about this. His parents had done this three or four times before. They trusted Danny to stay alone in the house and keep out of mischief. They believed their son to be a good and capable boy.
As soon as his folks had left, he ran all the way to Mrs. Bush's house, tapped on her side door and stepped quickly inside when she opened it. To his disappointment, she was fully dressed. Usually she was half naked. Danny loved to come here and catch her half naked. The only thing better was to find her completely naked.
"Hello, boy," she said throatily. "I thought you weren't coming today, so I made plans to go out for dinner."
"Please don't go anywhere, ma'am. I got the hots for you again. I got 'em real bad. I need to have the evils sucked out of me, honest I do." It was true. Seeing her always gave him an instant hard-on.
Her dark eyes gleamed. "Did you say sucked out of you, boy?" she inquired breathlessly.
For a moment he thought he had made a terrible mistake. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Bush, I didn't mean to make you mad at me."
Mrs. Bush suddenly seemed terribly agitated. "I'm not going out for dinner, boy. I'm not hungry. Please get on the bed, but remove your – er – pants first. I think it is my duty to remain here and to – er – suck the evil from your – er… " She did not complete the statement but Danny understood.
His heart began to hammer unmercifully as he climbed onto the bed after practically tearing his pants off and throwing them aside. He was dimly aware of Mrs. Bush hastily disrobing and placing her garments over a chair. When she came to him, naked, and ran her hands up and down his bare thighs, Danny's cock was so hard it actually hurt.
"Oh, ma'am," he moaned. "What are you going to do to me this time?"
"I'm going to do," she said, breathing very hard now, "what you suggested I do. I am going to… suck out the evil from your bad thing."
"Oh, yes," Danny cried, delighted at her words, for he vaguely knew what she meant to do now. "There is an awful lot of evil in my thing today. Too much to fuck out… you need to suck it out, ma'am."
She had stopped in her tracks and was staring down at him severely. "You will please watch your language, for language, too, is an evil thing, boy."
Danny flushed. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I guess I'm just an evil boy for talking that way."
She waved her hand. "No mind. Just so you recognize the evil." She stared at his long, hard cock. "My, it certainly has much evil in it today, boy. Much evil. It is fairly shaking with evil. Spread your legs, boy, and I shall attempt to suck the – er, drive the evil away."
"Oh, yes," he cried. "You must drive the evil out of me. It is terrible, this evil I have today. It is almost ready to explode on the bed, it is so awful."
"Don't do that," she barked sharply. Immediately, she changed her tone to a softer one. "What I mean is, if you lose it on the bed, the evil will return in greater force than before. You must allow me to take the evil from your body."
He took his cock between his thumb and forefinger and pointed it at her. "Bend over me and drive the evil out of me," he begged her.
"Yes, yes, boy. I intend to do exactly that."
She bent over him, her great tits heaving unbelievably and as she touched the end of his cock with her lips lightly, her tits also touched him on the belly.
"Oh, your titties… they are beautiful, ma'am. Can I suck… I mean is there ever any evil in your titties?"
The glint in her dark eyes was something to behold. "Ah, yes, boy. There is often great evil in my – er – titties."
Immediately he reached out and touched them, taking one in each hand. He fondled them even at the risk of going off all over everything. Moving down on the bed a bit, he took one tit in his mouth and closing his eyes, he sucked on it frantically. Oh, the wonder of it! The beauty of it! The excitement of sucking a lady's tit. Danny thought his head was going to fly away or drop off his shoulders, so great was the excitement running through him now. He was barely conscious that she had turned her body about in such a fashion that they were lying in reverse positions, her long, puffy tit still in his mouth, as he continued sucking it, loving it for all he was worth.
He knew something wild was happening when he felt a light wetness touching his cock. At first, he didn't know what it was. He only knew it felt terrific. He could not see her face, her hair covered it. As he shifted from the left tit to the right one, she sighed, and he felt something that was maddening going down over his cock, going down all the way to the hair, and suddenly he knew for certain what it was. Her lips. She was sucking his cock! How could she be doing this while he had her tit in his mouth? Was her tit that long? It must be, he concluded. Anyway, who cared about figuring out matters of this kind? The important thing was that she was sucking his cock. He could feel her doing it, could even hear the slight slurping sounds her mouth made as the warm wetness of her lips caressed him wonderfully.
He removed his mouth from her tit. "My folks went away for the weekend," he said. He waited to see if this would bring forth a reaction from her, but apparently she was going to ignore it for the moment at least. She said nothing but continued to mouth his stiff prick. God, it felt good! He wished she would keep on doing this all night long. Sensation after sensation passed through him, causing him to breathe erratically, making him perspire profusely, even causing strange chills to run through his being. He supposed these were just a part of the sexual feeling he was obtaining from her passionate lips. My, how wonderful it was to be nude and evil with this generous lady. She would suck the evil out of him just as she had previously taken it from him in other ways. He recalled that first time and the recollection of it made him shudder.
"Is something wrong?" she asked thickly, her face still covered by her dark hair. "Nothing is wrong."
Immediately he felt the warm wetness of her lips about his cock again. "Oh… " he moaned.
She moved and the move took her titties out of reach of his lips. He looked about for something else to kiss… and found it quickly. Her belly. He ran his tongue into her navel and heard her squeal and pat him on the butt. He wasn't sure if she were angry or not, but taking his courage in hand, he continued to run his tongue about in her navel. She squealed again and he felt her hand forcing his head down on her body. She brought his head near her cunt and he offered no resistance to this placement. He saw her great cunt open up, the lips spreading apart as if to welcome him. And then he felt another pressure at the back of his head. Knowing what she wanted from him, he bent his head forward and kissed the pubic hair. My, her hair was coarse and stiff – it felt like a brush of some kind. He stuck out his tongue and let it hunt through the expanse of hair for the exciting hole he knew was concealed somewhere beneath her furry mound. After some probing, he found the upper part of the hole, plunged his tongue in and was astonished at the wetness of the spot. The wetness and the warmth. He pulled back to look at the spot but could not see it, the hair having closed over it again. He felt the pressure of her hand against the back of his head again and this time she was urging him to continue, as he noted she had ceased sucking his cock.
"Don't stop," he begged. "You almost got the evil out of me, ma'am."
She grunted and again he felt wetness, the wetness of her lips about his throbbing prick.
"Oh… that feels good," he almost sobbed.
She slapped the rear of his head this time, which he knew meant stop talking and resume kissing. He sighed a little and dug his tongue into the deep hair again, found the wet spot and ran his tongue about experimentally. Her right leg lifted and came down over his head, her body turned on its side and he found himself locked in the most delightful position imaginable. Her cunt seemed to have opened up considerably and was actually reaching out to caress his lips and nose and chin. At least, it seemed to be doing this. He wondered if she could actually use her cunt like a person might use his fingers. Danny didn't know, but it did seem to him that her cunt was stroking his lips.
He kissed her cunt passionately. Apparently, Mrs. Bush liked this sort of evil very much, for she let out a groan that could have been heard halfway across the street had the doors and windows been open. Her belly seemed to pull in and then to protrude toward his head, in and out, in and out. He watched very carefully, trying to understand if there was something else she wanted him to do, and then it hit him.
She wanted him to fuck her, evil or no evil.
"But I can't fuck," he mumbled. "You have my cock in your mouth."
"Use your tongue, you fool," she barked severely. "And hurry on with it, boy."
Scared, he darted his tongue into her wet hole and felt the hole close on it and actually hold it briefly. His tongue then slid out and he eagerly thrust it into the opening again as he heard her groan and felt her body shiver. She likes this, he thought. She ain't kiddin' me none. She likes the evil in me, and the evil in her, too.
"Keep on with it, boy," she barked from somewhere higher up on the bed. He could not see her head at all now, for his eyes were too close to her crotch region. "Get the evil devil out of me." She pronounced "devil" to rhyme with "evil."
"Oh… yes… ma'am. I promise to suck out the evil devil."
"Then get sucking, boy." She slapped him on the back of his head with a hard whack.
Immediately Danny plunged his face into her cunt and felt her body shuddering as she opened up her great thighs momentarily and shifted over on her back with him on top of her. Her right leg was still about his neck, holding him firmly but not choking him. He found this to be very pleasurable and exciting because now he could make fucking movements with his loins while she sucked his cock and he kissed and tongued her wet cunt.
"I like to suck your cunt, ma'am," he heard himself say.
"Good boy," she said. "But hurry on with it. Mrs. Bush has much evil to be rid of today."
"Suck my evil out, too. Suck it real hard, ma'am."
He darted his tongue back into her cunt and was agreeably surprised when she held his head there with one hand and began a wild fucking movement against his face and tongue. At the same time, he began to fuck her mouth savagely and soon the inevitable happened. First, she shuddered and stiffened repeatedly and then he felt as if his head was coming off. In fact, he was certain his head was coming off until he exploded his come into her mouth, shooting it between her parted lips with great force, down over her fast-working tongue and permitting her to greedily swallow it and then to suck still more of it from him. At the same time his tongue was working her cunt at a very fast rate of speed. Both her hands held him against her cunt fiercely, her body convulsing several times before she could lay still, breathing in gasps.
Danny continued to lightly kiss the flesh around her cunt, the cunt itself, the hair, her belly, all of her lower body.
She pushed him away. "The evil has gone for now, boy. Get dressed. Go home. Come back in two hours."
He sighed in a disappointed manner but there was nothing to do but to yield to her authority. He climbed off the bed, put on his pants quickly and without looking at her, left by way of the side door. He ran all the way home and when he got there, flopped down on the sofa and began to relive in his mind every little move she had made. He must have dropped off to sleep, for the next thing he knew, the room was dark and he was stumbling about trying to find the light switch.
The lights on, he sank down on the sofa, surprised that his pants were unzipped. He must have done this in his sleep, for he was certain he had zipped his fly at the lady's house.
Oh, well… what about it? What did it matter?
There was something that mattered, however. She had told him to return to her in two hours. Had two hours gone by… or had more time elapsed? Danny didn't know. The only way to find out was to run promptly back to her door, knock on it, and ask, which he did.
She was dressed in night clothing and looked sleepy. Stretching her arms high above her head, she looked at him through half-closed lids. "Thought you weren't coming back, boy," she said severely. "I had gone to bed. Know what time it is?"
Danny shook his head nervously. He had goofed again, hadn't he? Damn it anyway! Why was he so stupid?
"It's after midnight, boy. You'd better go home. Your folks will be wondering where you are."
He grinned. "No they won't, ma'am. I told you. At least, I think I told you. They went away for the whole weekend. I'm alone at home. I can stay… here and let you… fuck the evil out of me for… three whole days, ma'am."
"I do wish you wouldn't use that degrading word, boy," she said, blinking her eyes at him but looking at him in that very odd way she sometimes did when she seemed more concerned than usual about the evil that needed to be taken from him.
"What's degrading, ma'am?"
"I was talking about your use of the word… fuck… I'd rather you not talk about fucking in my presence. Fucking is a very evil thing to talk about."
It seemed to him that she was using the word quite a bit considering it was so evil, but he said nothing about this. He was still afraid she was going to be offended in some unknown manner and then she might refuse to fuck with him. Oh, God, how he liked having her take the evil from him. Any old way was fine with him. She could either… fuck out the evil or… suck it out. Both ways were wonderful.
"Boy, aren't you ever going to listen to me when I'm talking?"
Danny jerked himself out of his private thoughts and stared at her. She had removed her nightdress and was now entirely naked as she stood in the middle of the room.
"Come and kiss my tummy," she cried. "I have a very bad ache in my tummy."
"Shall I take off my pants first, ma'am?" he asked innocently.
Mrs. Bush seemed almost startled by his question. "Oh, yes, by all means. That is – er – take off all your clothing, boy. Take it all off."
There was something about the way she spoke those last four words that made him become immediately erect. Erect and very, very hard. As he pulled off his clothing, he was careful to keep his back turned to her so as to hide his cock from her as long as possible. When he finally turned around and faced her, her eyes bulged at the sight of his enormous prick. She caught her breath and even her face changed its expression. It was the first time he had ever noticed her to be openly excited and this fact did something wild to him. Danny wanted to do something entirely different than he had ever done. It might be considered by her to be the greatest evil of all, but he had to tell her.
"Ma'am," he said hesitantly. "Instead of kissing your tummy, can I shoot my tool up your asshole, please?"
It seemed as if a half hour passed by before she stopped frowning at him, had stopped looking at him in such a severe and angry manner. During this long interval of time he had alternately shivered, shuddered and worried.
"Come here, boy. Do you know you are most evil tonight… the most you have ever been?"
"Am I, ma'am?" he asked innocently, his cock quivering with eagerness.
"You are. Indeed you are. The devil himself is inside of you tonight."
"Is there some way you can get him out of me?" he asked, not quite so innocently.
"I think you're playing games with me, boy." She cleared her throat. "Are you playing fuck games with me, boy?"
"I thought you said not to use that word, ma'am," he said with spirit.
She had reddened slightly. "Hmm, the filthy word slipped past my lips, boy. It's the evil in you that does it to me."
"It does it to me, too, ma'am," he cried, pointing at his cock. She sighed and frowned at the same time.
"Ah, yes, we must do something about the very great evil you possess tonight. Now… "what was it you wanted to… do, boy?"
He took a deep breath, let the air out and told her bluntly. "I want to stick it up your pretty asshole."
The lady sighed again. "Oh, dear, you are lost, I'm afraid. I never saw so much evil in one so young."
"May I stick it up your ass and get rid of it, ma'am?" he persisted.
She walked to the bed, leaned over and rested her hands on a table. "I'm afraid you will have to in order to rid yourself of so very much evil, boy."
"You mean I can ram it up your asshole, ma'am?"
The lady bit her lips. "Please do not talk that way so much. It is a sign of an even greater evil. However… you must do as the devil in you suggests. It is the only way we can rid you of that terrible creature."
"All right. I won't say anything more about fucking you up the asshole, ma'am. I'll just ram it in and get rid of the devil."
She sighed and moved a bit, spreading her great legs in the process. "Precisely now, precisely."
Danny was not too sure of what that word meant, but he went to her, holding his cock in his left hand while he placed his right arm about her body. God, getting up close to her ass felt good. Her ass just seemed to fit the contour of the front of him. He used both hands in pulling apart the cheeks of her butt until he saw just where the tiny hole was located. Then, trying to remember it as he was forced to straighten up somewhat, he took his cock in hand and stabbed at the place where the hole should have been.
It wasn't the right place.
He stabbed again.
And again.
The lady solved the problem. She grasped his prick, stuffed it in her asshole, and holding him tightly to her behind, fell over onto the bed, with Danny already pumping his cock into her hole with as much speed and energy as he could muster, which was considerable.
"Slow it down, boy. Mustn't let the evil out too fast, you know."
He ignored her remark and said something that had little bearing on it. "Why do you let me do this to you, ma'am?"
"Because," she grunted, "I have a duty to extract the evil from as many – er – young boys as I possibly can."
Danny didn't bother with asking any more such questions. He simply pumped his cock in and out of her very tight asshole much in the manner of a male dog in back of a bitch. He had often seen male dogs topping bitches on the street, had noticed the fast, wild manner in which the male dog invariably worked. He had patterned his own fuck style on this.
It seemed to work for Danny.
The lady underneath appeared to be enjoying it very much… as much as she would permit enjoyment to enter into the evil process, of course, he reminded himself. He must not let his imagination go too far astray. After all, she had told him she was only interested in helping boys rid themselves of the "evil." He wondered, later, how many boys she had "helped."
Before he had time to prevent it, he blew his wad, shooting up into her asshole. She waited until the squirting stopped and then with something resembling a wild animal roar, she pushed him off her, only to turn over and lie flat on her back. He started to move away from her but she grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her, her great legs going about his body and fastening together like a human vise, holding him in position as she put his still hard cock into the wetness and the heat of her cunt.
Danny obediently fucked the evil out of himself again and this time deposited it in her cunt.
Then they lay quiet for a long time. When his cock finally became soft, she pushed him off gently and spoke to him, her lush lips close to his ear. "Now, you see, you are a good boy. The evil is gone from you. You must thank me for doing this great service to you."
"Oh, I do thank you, Mrs. Bush," he cried quickly. "I thank you very much."
"Ah, yes," she said, breathing deeply. "But those are merely words. There are other, better ways to thank me, boy."
"I'll thank you any way you want it done, Mrs. Bush," he cried passionately. "Hmm… let me think," she mused. "What way would I like best to be thanked?" "Could I maybe kiss it?" he asked bluntly.
She lifted her head from the bed and looked down at him. "Kiss my what, boy? What are you talking about?" There was a sudden return of her former severity of tone.
He hesitated out of sudden fear of her. "I guess I didn't mean that, ma'am," he mumbled.
"You didn't mean what, boy?" she barked at him, her great tits heaving wonderfully. "I didn't mean to say anything about kissing it," he mumbled. "And again I say, kiss what, boy?"
Danny took a deep breath and let it out quickly. "Kiss your cunt, ma'am."
She shook her head savagely. "There you go again… using vile language in my presence. Haven't I taught you anything at all yet?"
"Yes, ma'am," he answered quickly.
"Then what have I taught you, boy? Hurry now. Speak up."
"You… taught me to get rid of the evil."
"And… how did I teach you to get rid of the evil, boy?" she demanded, her face close to his, her dark eyes snapping.
"One way was by… sucking my cock, ma'am," he stammered.
She reddened slightly and he noticed her breathing was growing heavy again, as it often did when she talked about the evil in him. "And what other way have I taught you, boy?"
"Taught me what?" he asked, puzzled now.
"What other way have I taught you to rid yourself of the evil?"
"Oh… by sticking my cock in your cunt and letting it fuck me off."
Again the lady reddened a little and breathed heavily. "There were other ways, too, weren't there, boy? Tell me what they were."
"Well… you sat on my prick and made me fuck you… that was the first time you spotted the evil in me."
"You are correct, boy. And now, boy, what did you do to me recently?"
"Fucked your cunt," he blurted.
She reddened again. "Before that, boy."
"I rammed my cock up your asshole, and… "
"That's enough, boy. Don't tell me anymore."
Danny was scared again. "Are you mad at me for saying that, ma'am?"
She smiled strangely. "No, boy, not mad. I never get mad at boys for being possessed by the evil." "You like evil in boys?"
Again she smiled strangely. "Let me put it this way, boy. The evil is there in you. I can see it right now, this very moment. It needs to be taken from you again. I think the best thing for me to do is to start all over again with you, put you through the course of teaching I have already put you through. Maybe the second time around you'll learn to combat the evil all by yourself."
"What are you going to do to me now, ma'am?" he asked, his pulse racing again.
"The same thing I did to you that first time. I'm going to draw the evil from that thing again, using my body above you. Of course, I have to see the evil in you first, don't I, boy?"
Danny knew what she meant. The evil rose in him immediately. She went above his body, settled herself down carefully, wrapping her cunt lips about his evil erection.