Time seemed to drag by the following day. Louise tried not to watch the clock but the effort was wasted. Martin came home for lunch at noon and she barely managed to appear her normal self. After he left, she cleaned up the kitchen and started on the laundry. As she sorted through the clothes, she made a discovery.
She had started to toss the pair of panties into the heap with the other underwear when a stain caught her eye. She looked closer. The panties were Kathy's. The stain on the inside of the crotch was large and whitish. She knew what it was. Cum!
The woman reeled with the impact of the discovery. She had suspected that the girl was more sexually aware than she appeared to be but the sudden proof caught Louise off guard.
As she stared at the blatant evidence, she noticed a pinkish tint to the stain. Blood. The obvious clicked. Her virginity. The woman looked at the flower printed design and was sure that they were the panties she had seen on Kathy the morning before. She had come home from sitting up at the hospital and prepared breakfast and when she woke the girl, she had seen them.
Louise winced with the obvious. The two girls had been at home with their father. She shook her head, trying to deny what she had already suspected. Against all her efforts, the thoughts crept into her mind. She thought of the cock that she had sucked and loved and fucked the night before and the fact that it had probably been inside her daughter's cunt the night before. She shivered.
She tossed the brief nylon garment aside and tried to busy herself with the rest of the laundry. Her mind was a buzzing scramble of thoughts. Pictures of the small body of the girl and the almost hairless little cunt between her slim legs and the swollen cock pressing between the lips of it. She shook her head several times trying to rid herself of the thoughts.
The itchy tingle between her thighs suddenly penetrated her thoughts. She paused and was aware that her pussy was wet and hot from the thoughts that she was having. As she stood there assessing her reaction to the thoughts, she realized that her nipples were rigid and throbbing. She was turned on by the thoughts.
Louise lifted the basket of clothes and hurried to the laundry room, frying desperately to shake the heat of lust that was rising inside her. She set the basket on the floor and turned to the washing machine. A load of clothes was in mid-cycle and the machine was vibrating gently with its action. She reached across the porcelain surface for a battle of fabric softener. As she did, the front corner of the machine pressed into her crotch and the vibrations of the hard protrusion sent a flash of pleasure through her that made her knees buckle.
Jerking back, quickly, Louise leaned weakly against the cabinet. Her heart was pounding and her body throbbed. She looked down at the innocent machine and grimaced. Her pussy was pulsing and the crotch of her panties drew her back to her feet. She moved slowly, as if in a trance. Her crotch touched the corner again and she supported her weight on her hands. The humming vibration sent flares of sensation through her. Her eyes closed and she let her head drop. She gritted her teeth against the intense pleasure that was boiling up in her cunt.
Her mind flashed to the panties and the pictures that she created of Martin fucking Kathy. A climax slammed through her body. She shuddered and moaned softly. Her knees buckled. Colors burst behind her closed eyelids and her ears were ringing. She couldn't tear herself away from her porcelain and metal machine lover. Again she felt the vibration stirring her passion. As she neared another climax, she arched her back and ground her convulsing pussy against the massaging corner. She moaned and her body tightened. Just as she hovered on the brink of her climax, the doorbell rang.
Louise almost jumped back from the machine. Her foggy mind was slow in clearing. She straightened her dress and paused at the mirror to replace the stray strands of hair. Her face was flushed and she avoided looking at her eyes.
She opened the door and found a young man standing outside it. He was in his early twenties and unfamiliar to her. It took a moment for his appearance to register. He was clean yet his face and clothes had the distinctive marks of a tramp. She had seen them many times before. A minister's home is one of the first places that they hit in a new town or when they can't get out of town.
The man's blue eyes glanced from her face to his hands and back again. His feet fidgeted and his eyes bounced from her face to his hands to the shubbery to one side of the door.
"Yes?" she asked finally.
"I just wondered if you could help a feller that's down on his luck a little," he mumbled, shuffling his feet.
Louise almost turned him away. Her eyes met his for an instant and she felt heat and moisture seep from her pussy. Her eyes dropped to his crotch for a quick assessment. Returning to his eyes, she saw the message that she needed. He was staring at the cloth encased mounds of her breasts. She smiled nervously and stepped back.
"Of course. Come in, please," she replied enticingly.
The young man hesitated, his eyes betraying his confusion. Then with regained courage, he stepped into the cool living room and Louise closed the door behind him. With a motion of her hand, she led him into the kitchen.
"I imagine that you're hungry," she stated.
"No. I ate at the mission about an hour ago." His voice was clear and steady.
Louise was a little surprised at his obvious honesty and his courage. She motioned to a chair and opened the refrigerator as he sat down. She set two Cokes on the table and fished the opener from the drawer. Opening the frosty bottles, she sat down across from him and smiled.
"Now, what can I do to help you?" she asked. Her voice was soft and husky. She was aware that her pussy was soggy and she was fantasizing about the young man's cock. She didn't even care if it was showing in her voice or her face.
"Well," he began, "if you have some work I could do to earn some money or if you know someone who does, I'd appreciate it."
His eyes were intense and Louise stared into them for a moment. The thoughts that they brought to mind made her pussy burn and her clit throb. She averted her eyes and looked out the kitchen window. He was silent as she tried to regain some kind of composure.
"I can't think of any work I might have nor can I think of anyone who might," she said, finally. Her crotch was itching so that she had to get up. She stepped across to the sink and aimlessly moved some of the dishes in the drying rack. Even with her back to him, she was aware of his eyes scanning her ass and legs. A shiver ran through her and, she turned to face him.
He looked quickly back to his Coke. She glanced to his lap and her knees almost buckled. The bulge in his lap was almost unbelievable. The sight melted the last of her resistance. She had to bite her lip to stifle a moan.
His eyes came up to hers and she tried to smile and couldn't. She wiped her hands nervously on her dress and licked her lips. Her eyes dropped back to his lap and he shifted in his chair.
"Looks like you have another problem," she whispered hoarsely. "I might could help with that one." She was as surprised as he was with her words. She didn't know how they got out, but they did and she was glad.
His eyes were bugging as she looked back to his face and disbelief covered his face. Without a word, Louise crossed to him and bent down, pressing her soft hot lips to his and stabbing between his lips with her tongue. Lust and desire boiled inside her, heating her pussy to the molten paint and sending waves of hunger through her veins. His tongue reacted and responded to hers. The soft rasp of heavy breathing filled the sunlit kitchen.
Louise felt the last shreds of any inhibitions and morality that she possessed slipping away. Her body hungered for sex any sex. Her long slim fingers tangled in his hair and the other hand dropped to his lap and stroked the huge bulge in his jeans. She mentally measured his cock as she explored his mouth with her tongue.
A racking wave of sensation shot through her as she felt his hands close around her breasts and massage the aching spongy mounds through her dress. Gasping, she pulled her mouth from his and wheezed into the side of his neck. His hands slipped from her breasts and down to the hem of her dress. Up under the garment, he pushed his hands, his fingers brushing over her naked legs and stopping at her hips. One hand crossed the front of her nylon panties and teased the bushy mound of hair under them.
"Oh, yessss!" she hissed as his fingers pushed down between her thighs and probed the soggy hot crotch.
His hand lifted the dress. Dropping his head to her bare belly, he licked the indentation of her navel as his fingers probed and explored the mushy crotch of her panties. His wet pointed tongue stabbed into her belly button and then slid down across the bare expanse of skin until he contacted her panties. Down across the nylon he licked, his fingers stirring her pussy higher and higher in her passion. His tongue finally reached the warm dampness of her crotch and replaced his fingers.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Louise growled. Her fingers dropped to his head and tangled in his hair, pulling his mouth tighter to her crotch. His tongue probed and stabbed at the nylon-covered slit, wetting the insides of her thighs. His strong hands slipped around her and cupped her firm round ass, pulling her crotch out and up. She bent her knees slightly and parted her thighs as much as she could and still stay on her feet.
"Mmmmmmmm!" he hummed his approval into her slippery crotch.
Louise moved one hand from his head and caught the edge of the nylon with her fingers and tugged it aside. She stiffened as she felt his wet hot tongue stab between the fleshy lips of her exposed cunt. Her body trembled and her mind slipped quickly into the hot fog of lust.
His tongue found her clit and stroked the swollen little button. Each lash of his tongue sent shivers through her straining body. She jerked and thrust her hips, tying to open her pussy even more.
His fingers curled under the elastic of her panties and tugged them down over her ass. With a sigh, she caught the front of them and pushed them down. They dropped in a circle around her ankles. His hands urged her roughly, guiding her to the table. She got the idea and scooted back onto the edge of it. Her thighs opened, exposing her deep pink drooling cunt.
Looking down at him through the slits of her eyes, she saw him glance up at her and smile slightly. He slid from the chair onto his knees on the floor. Lifting her feet, she rested her legs on his shoulders.
He hovered for a second, staring at her open cunt. Louise whimpered and reached for his head, pulling it to the burning slit. His tongue stabbed into the gaping cunt and she almost screamed with pleasure. Her head rolled back and her eyes snapped shut. Her fingers clawed at his scalp.
"Eat it!" she moaned.
He responded by catching her clit between his teeth and nibbling gently. The reaction was instant. Louise jerked and shivered. A climax slammed through her like a roll of thunder. She gurgled and moaned as the waves of pleasure racked her straining body.
His tongue flicked across the sensitive little button and she jerked. Her hands pulled at him, urging him to his feet. Reluctantly, he rose and stared down at her flushed feverish face. Her fingers flew to his fly and ripped the zipper down. His cock fell into her open hands.
The long, thick member pulsed hotly against her palms. She stared wide-eyed at it for a moment. The dark bullet-shaped head stared back at her. Her pink tongue flicked across her dry lips as she contemplated the next act.
Gripping the shaft with both hands, the dark head spilled over to stare at her. Louise surrendered to the impulse and dropped her head. She heard his soft sigh of anticipation. She felt the heat of his cock before she even touched it. Her soft lips pressed to the head, her tongue peeking through to tease the little slit in the end.
His hands found her head and pulled her lips against the head, urging her to open them. She complied, her mouth opening and slipping down around the hot flesh. He penned. Louise hummed around his cock as the heat and taste and thought of it sent her mind reeling with lust and desire. Her cunt drooled on the table top.
Slowly, she bobbed her head over his huge cock, engulfing as much as she could and then letting it slip out to the tip. His body flexed and his hips worked, his hands setting the pace. Louise was struggling mentally with the problem of whether to suck him off or to fuck him. The struggle was short-lived as he lunged, driving his cock into her throat and moaning loud and long.
A gusher of hot cum took her by surprise. It flooded her throat and she almost strangled, trying to swallow. Her mouth was full and before she could gulp down the thick juice, more spurted into her throat. Little trickles of cum oozed from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin. She swallowed quickly, her fingers working up and down the shaft, urging more of the hot fluid from his cock. Again and again it gushed into her mouth until she lost all contact with reality. Her cunt pulsed and convulsed shudders of pleasure running through her body as she came.
Finally, the flood ceased and he pushed back on her head. His cock slid from her mouth and she watched it leave as she swallowed the last of his cum. Her tongue licked the smears from her lips and chin.
Looking up at him, she asked, "Been a long time, hasn't it?"
"Yeah," he rasped.
Her fingers stroked his cock gently as she looked into his face. An idea glowed in the back of her mind. She pushed him back into the chair and with a smile, slipped off the table, leaving a smeared puddle of pussy juices.
Holding her dress up out of the way, she straddled his lap, guiding his cock to her descending cunt. A soft groan escaped his lips.
"You ain't got enough?" he gasped.
"This should take care of it," she replied, her face set in concentration as she adjusted the large head of his cock and settled onto it.
The bulbous head spread the slippery lips and disappeared into the hot wet hole. Louise sighed and eased her cunt down around his throbbing cock. Slowly, she came down, his cock filling her hungry hole, stretching and pushing the slippery walls.
"Nnmmmm, good cock!" she purred.
Down, down she dropped. His cock bumped the end of her pulsing tunnel and she sighed. Her hips moved slowly, working back and forth over him. Her head was bent so she could watch the thick shaft moving in mid out of her cunt. With each thrust of her full hips, a little animal whimper issued from her throat.
His hands reached around her and caught her naked ass and pulled at the spongy flesh, lifting and lowering her cunt. A throb ran through her and she began to jerk, her ass moving faster. Her climax slammed through her, causing her to vibrate around his pulsing cock.
"Aaaaggggnnnn!" she growled as her body stiffened and arched over his.
Warm washes of pussy juice seeped out and down the sides of his cock. Her cunt walls contracted and squeezed his cock in convulsions. Her fingernails raked his shirt-covered shoulders.
"Fuck me! Goddamn it, fuck me!" she growled through clenched teeth.
He responded. His hips lifted and his cock drove against the wet walls of her spasming cunt. Again and again, he slammed it to her. She rocked and heaved over him as she came again and again. He was approaching his own climax at freight train speed.
Louise whimpered and thrashed over him as the quaking waves of pleasure rumbled through her body. The ramming of his cock inside her cunt sent her from one climax to another. His hands clenched on her ass cheeks, squeezing and pulling at them. His face contorted and he lunged upward, his cockhead driving into the end of her cunt. His back arched, he groaned and shuddered.
Louise hesitated for a blurry moment. She felt the scalding flood burst into her clenching cunt and she cried out. Her muscles stiffened and she trembled. Each geyser of his cum sent another shudder through her. Color burst behind her closed eyelids and her ears roared.
Long seconds of rending pleasure held them suspended, bodies motionless except for a tremble or shiver. Slowly, the waves of pleasure subsided and Louise sagged. Her mouth hung open and her breath rasped through her slack lips.
Reluctantly, Louise eased herself off his cock and staggered to her feet. Her dress dropped over her legs, covering her cum-smeared pussy. She leaned shakily on the counter and caught her breath. Her eyes fell on the wall clock. A wave of fear shot through her. It was time for the girls to get home from school.
"You had better get yourself back together, my girls will be in any minute," she warned.
He looked up at her and nodded. His hands replaced his drooping cock in his pants and he rose slowly, crossing to her and looking down at her.
"Thanks, lady!" he rasped.
"Thank you," she replied through a smile.
He turned and started for the door. She followed and paused as he turned and kissed her deeply. His hands cupped her tight ass and his crotch ground against her. Just as she was about to forget about the girls and drag him to the sofa or floor, he pulled away.
"Maybe I'll stop again next time I'm in town," he promised and stepped through the door.
Leaning against the door facing, she watched him stroll down the walk. Her cunt throbbed and dribbled the cum he had left there. She turned, closed the door, and went back to the kitchen. She stopped in her tracks.
On the kitchen table lay a photograph. For a moment she thought he might have left it. Then she looked at it and her heart stopped. It was an instant-developing type and it was a picture of her a straddle the young man's lap, his cock plainly visible, entering her naked cunt. She gasped and glanced around the room. She was alone. She picked it up and ran through the house. A quick search told her that she was alone.
She stood in the center of the living room and tried to push down the fear that was bubbling up in her throat. She had no idea who had taken the picture.